We both started to shake, I remember my sperm rising. I can remember his a****l grunts. Once again I lost my identity. I totally belonged to Zafir, I ...as his possession. It was fireworks with all senses engaged.When I regained myself, he was still on top of me, breath gasping, sweat pouring off him. We looked at each other in amazement. That had been some spectacular sex. He left me slowly, sliding beside me as I lay almost comatose. We put our hands on each other’s cocks. His was still large,. The guys spread their legs wide to give the girls space.Amelia reached up without a word and unbuttoned Andre’s pants; Jess did the same. As Amelia put her hands in Andre’s waistband, Andre took the cue and raised his hips up off the couch so that she could pull them out and down to his ankles. That left both guys seated with their underwear exposed. Twin sets of underwear were tented in the front but I could see that Paul was hiding a telephone pole as opposed to Andre’s pencil (a. She kept the slaves under control with the bronze enchanted collars, made them laid back and very horny for their masters every whim. Highly educated and once of noble birth, she had long white hair with pale flesh and piercing ocean blue eye’s. And a hour glass figure just wearing a bronze collar herself and gold bangles and nothing else. With lustful ways and voluptuous body all ways teasing, As the new slaves followed her. The flames from the candles burning were dancing on the dark stone. ..”, she really means “I want...” – it's one of the things she likes about him. So he's a good sport and agrees. She swats his boxers out of his hand when he tries to put them on. “I said … naked afternoon tea!”“Um, no you didn't.”“Oh... I swear I said naked.” She walks into the closet, then turns and looks at Trey, who is just standing there next to the bed. “I didn't say naked?” She grabs a sweatshirt off its hanger. “Okay, I'll cover up, then,” she says with a fake pouty face and voice,.