“Yes, I suppose so.”“I think that’s wonderful. You must be a beautiful slavegirl.”Kathleen stiffened and immediately glanced at her brother,...not knowing how he would react. When she saw him grinning back at her, however, she knew that he was aware of the little secret. Once again, she wished that the earth would swallow her up.“Oh, and I talked to Marge this afternoon about borrowing her slavegirl,” Joe announced. “She readily agreed to loan us her slave, so here’s how it works. Tonight is our. But this time it was more then a peck. They began to kiss one another hard and she wrapped her other arm around his shoulders and dropped the items in her hand onto the floor. She moaned as his tongue parted her lips and searched out her tongue. She stumbled backwards and he caught her, never once breaking the kiss. He pinned her against the wall, her arms held above her head by his strong hands. He kissed her cheeks and lips again and moved towards her neck. He pressed against her as he. Oh yes, I thought, just enough there to grab on to. The third man stepped forward. The sound of my heart beating filled my ears and the people and sounds around me faded and became blurred. He was tall, maybe 6’3′, long brown hair down to his shoulders, golden brown eyes with flecks of green in them. A strong jaw line and a cleft in the chin, like Jean Claude’s, only a bit deeper. I could make out a couple of scars along his cheeks, from a fight I imagined. He was lean and from the way he. With our mouths locked to each other his hands slid to my bum and squeezedmy cheeks firmly meanwhile I was fumbling to unfasten his jeans. I slid his jeans down and slipped my hand into his briefs and grasped his rapidly thickeningshaft. With our tongues entwined I began to pull on his thick hot cock and itfelt so good I pushed him back and told him to sit on the chair.As he sat there with his jeans and briefs round his ankles his rock hard erectiontowered in front of him reaching his belly.