“Cash or card?”Too late.Paula Queagley curtsied. “Good afternoon, Your Majesty. Welcome to my store.”Her store! She was merely a checkout supe...visor.I waved a hand at the cardinal. “Cardinal Roberto Calcavecchio, Papal Special Emissary.” Then I waved at Paula. “Paula Queagley, Checkout Supervisor.”“Do you know the Archbishop of Windsor?” Paula asked the cardinal.The cardinal fielded the question with aplomb. “A good man. Doing God’s work,” was his verdict on the non-existent personage.“How can. This is the tightest and wettest pussy ever!” He reached forward grabbing some of my sisters’ hair. He held it like the reigns on a horse. “Oh yeah I’m gonna love fucking the shit out of this slutty white girl.” The manager held his cock at the base, holding it in front of my sister. Her face was wracked with both the look of pleasure and pain as her pussy was being tortured by the long fat cock that was pounding in and out of it. He slapped his prick against her cheek. “Look at how. I informed the 2 slaves that as soon as they finished work on Friday, they were to come straight home no mucking around. I had booked us into a great place at Deniliquin, which backs onto a river, where you can fish, swim & take very good walks through the bush. Which I certainly took the girls on long nude walks during the night.Both slaves arrived home at 4pm, I had the car packed with the toy bag, toiletries, my gear and of course some clothes for the girls & their make up.We quickly hit the. I am slightly turning up the speed on the remote and she starts to push into me harder now. I begin to nibble on your clit, lightly biting it. My fingers roam her now glistening pussy and start running around her plug, feeling the O-ring dangling from her ass. “What is this O-ring for baby?” I ask “Slowly pull on it, but please don’t stop nibbling my clit” I start pulling until it becomes somewhat harder to pull at it. Then you quickly say, “Pull it out but make sure the plug stays in!” I.