Gentler, I mean. But responsive? Bill responds...”“Mmmmm-hmmmm,” I replied. “I love you and I love what you do to me, but Bill gets to my cent...r...”“And it’s always good. Poor Abby...”“Should she seduce Bill?” I asked.“Huh?”“If we were to bring her in, how would we do it?”“She hasn’t ASKED...” Deena hissed.“Just hypothetically speaking. Assuming she wanted...”“She’d have to get past us. I think that Bill would be impervious unless we were involved.”My turn to giggle. “He’s talked about Dave and. He slides down further over her ass now wet and slippery from her drenched pussy, his fingertip slides around searching and gently rests on the tip of her anus, you moan out a little louder in anticipation. He slides in slowly, gently parting her tight opening and sinking his finger into her as he feels his other fingers already sliding in and out of her; the thin membrane of flesh that separates her ass from your pussy is being caressed by both hands and she shouts out in pleasure as he works. "This is inhumane." She turned to Joseph. "I'mgoing to radio base for help. We need to get a trailer for the ponies, andI guess we should check inside for cows." The inside of the house was filled with the usual paraphernalia of illegaltraining facilities. Empty drug bottles and syringes for injecting the medicationsthat would keep a slave docile until they had given up hope of rescue or hadbeen broken. Whips, crops, canes, chains, and restraints of all sorts werepiled neatly around the room,. "Thank you," Momma hugged her then looked at us waiting.I giggled as I hugged her then Priscilla hugged her."Would you like us to bring you anything back?" asked Momma."Oh if you would just drop this off at the Mill Stone as you go in thefront entrance to the mall." She handed a list to Momma. "They willdeliver it to us." Girls, I think you should wear your uniforms, let everyone know whereyou're from," she giggled.We got a lot of attention as we followed Momma on our leashes, her fannyhad a.