Feucht? vorSchwei? schimmerte der nackte ausgestreckte Leib der Sklavin auf den dunklenBalken des Holzes. Ihr Kopf lag noch auf dem L?ngsbalken und sa...k zwischenihren hochgereckten Schultern von einer Seite zur anderen. IhrGesicht war schmerzverzerrt und einige Str?hnen ihrer roten, zusammengebundenHaare hatten sich gel?st und klebten an ihren Wangen.Sie hatte sich damals nur zu gutvorstellen k?nnen, wie erregend Crassus und die meisten der Zuschauer denAnblick der gefolterten Sklavin finden. For now.”The boy consented, happy to have gotten as far as he did. The two continued to embrace and enjoy being close to each other. “Thank you, Dakota, that was lovely. Um, how about I come over tomorrow and study here instead of the library?”“I’d like that. Are you going to head home now? You can stay as long as you like.”“Yeah, I probably should get going.”He watched her put herself back together a bit and grab her stuff. They kissed as she got to the door and he watched her head to her car. Dont stop it feels so good. By this time daddy could feel my juices. I was soaked and knew I was soaking my daddy's shorts.He slid his hand down my stomach and and slowly stroked my pussy, Daddy said he could feel how wet I was and he couldn't wait to taste me. Daddy's slid his finger between the lips of my pussy, stroking my clit, rubbing in small circles rubbing harder.. my hips moved on daddy's lap I could feel his hardness pressed between the cheeks of my ass. I kept moaning daddy slipped. While we were sitting in the tub, I filled her in on what happened to Pen the night before. She told me how appalled she was at the casual violence of some of the people out here. On that, I had to agree. We also talked some about Agent Jones and his exploits. She was concerned that he had disappeared. To ease her mind, I told her about Jones’s mission in El Paso and how he was probably in Mexico as we spoke, breaking up the counterfeiting ring. It turns out my guess was fairly accurate, but I.