“Would you like a drink?” She nodded to wards her two captives. “Normally I’d get one of them to serve but that would mean untying an awful lo... of knots if you don’t mind...”Amused by June’s matter-of-fact approach to the problems of hospitality while keeping slaves, Allison smiled as she agreed. “I’d love one but don’t disturb your guests on account of me. I’m sure they earned their unfortunate situation. Some tea would be good if that’s possible.”June stepped across the two slaves, narrowly. I felt my shorts tugged down around my ankles revealing my trimmed landing-strip pubic mound and the small fingers begin to explore my pussy. All around me, I saw the naked bodies of mothers and daughters, entwined in embraces, mouths on breasts and pussies, roving hands fondling each other. I felt a small tongue begin working on my vagina, parting my labia easily; the girl lapped and plunged her tongue into my pussy. My legs parted as they gently lowered me to the smooth cool concrete floor,. Stroking it back and forth, with eyes closed, replaying the moment of first eye contact with the new neighbour, I soon had a small fountain of semen decorating my belly. It was about an hour later when there came a knock on my door, a definite female kind of demand for attention, firm yet light of the weight that a male knuckle places upon a door. I lay my Sunday paper on the table beside my cereal and coffee, and stepped through the living room towards the front door, pausing to check on the. "Well hello, what brings you two around so early... and carrying Tupperware?" my mom quizzically asked amused."Hey Ms. Kendrick! My mom asked me to bring you this lasagna she had made. She made so much, she had plenty to share and wanted me to bring it to you," Katy said with a smile."Oh my! How wonderful! That's so nice of her!", my mom replied, "Her lasagna is simply the best! You be sure to thank her for me, and tell her I'll give her a call as soon as I can!" Is Anya home? Is it okay if we.