” Her hand came up and I could feel her fingers part my lips. “Yes, yes, there… oh my God!” She wet her fingers with my juices and began rub...ing my clitoris. Ever so slowly at first and then with two fingers, she gradually rubbed faster. Just when I thought I would scream with uncontrollable desire, I felt her fingers slip between my lips deep into my vagina, while her thumb massaged my hood. I knew I was going to orgasm and she must have sensed it also, because just as I was about to cry out. Kritikaji, of course, had to show me off to a bimbo of a guy just so he would make out with her.It was a very demure affair, with no flashy lights (it was mostly dimmed indirect lighting anyway) or noise. These people meant business and it was clear; slaves were quietly brought onto the stage nude, arms behind their head and legs spread wide. While an announcer softly announced details of the slave, his/her stats, and proclivities and pain threshold. The most shocking part of the event,. He could die for them. He reached out for the pale flesh, and even before he touched them, he looked incredulously as her pinkish puffy nipples grew out and stood erected.With a choked cry, Daniel raised his head off the pillow and his lips closed over her right nipple, sucking her deep into his mouth. He could not get enough of those lovely projectiles. Rachel felt the erotic tingling when her brother mouthed her nipples. It made her gasped in release.For the next few minutes, the siblings. “No key card,” Robbie announced, sliding past his dad to get into the room.“How you doin’, Sonny?” Ray asked. “Where’s Mom?”“Still lounging. She wants to go dancing later. Can you believe it? She wants us to eat soon. So that she won’t get so drunk later. Or something like that. I don’t know. Anyway, she said, and I quote, ‘tell your fucking dad it’s getting late.’” Robbie lifted his hands to show innocence. “That’s her.”Robbie started looking around the room, then he saw Jenna and.