Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her….her cunt squeezing and pulling Shay’s finger deeper into her, the sudden flood of her juices drench...ng Shay’s hand and soaking her thighs, and the guttural cry coming forth from her lips. Shay slowly withdrew her fingers and sucked them clean, then went to licking up the juices left in Laura’s pussy as she lay there, breathing heavily and giggling every now and again as Shay tickled her. It was then that they both heard a sudden gasping breath. . but, darling, why do you think he'll be more successful than Link Morgan, or the others? You, yourself, said that the Chief of Police is considered the most skilled hunter in the Valley..." Oh Carol... don't you see?" Jean tried to explain. "Mark is a very capable hunter, himself, and certainly a much more thorough man than Morgan. There'll be no liquor passing around amongst the men this time... and most of all, Mark has a very personal reason, or believes he has, to want the beautiful. I told him I couldn't trust myself if I stayed here, which was half the truth, anyway!Almost like a wounded puppy, he complied, and I told him as he dropped me off, "I'll see you before I go home. Bye, dad."I should've gotten another woman's perspective right from the beginning! Men are such pigs, I thought!Aunt Celia kept her house in spartan shape. She didn't smoke, never married, yet traveled and dated right into her forties, now.When she saw us, she invited dad to come in also, but he made. First there was the beginning of the week, learning about my daughter being a slave. Then there was the whole evening yesterday, watching my baby wearing a collar and a leash, telling me about becoming a slave, watching her master running his hands between her legs. Now that I think about it, I bet she wasn't even wearing panties.And then last night... It might not have been his idea, but Jake picked up the ball and ran with it! He took me, and I did nothing to stop him, couldn't imagine.