“This is fucking good stuff,” she whispered in my ear, and her thigh pressed rhythmically against my slick pussy, “really good stuff.” “Oh f...ck.” You could say a lot about Tony, but not that he was one for unexpected philosophic recitations. “Listen, girls, as much as I would watch you two go at it, I’ve got work to do, and I need you out of here too.” “I want to rub your pussy until you come in the middle of the dancefloor,” I whispered back, suddenly feeling an all-encompassing need to please. Her skirt expertly hugged her hips and ass, framing her legs wonderfully to just below her knees, where her statuesque legs continued down into a pair of 4" red, strappy heels. "When your done undressing me with your eyes, why don't you tell me who you are and what you want," I heard the woman say firmly. Looking up at her meekly, my fire slowly fading, I said softly, "My...my name is Missy. I'm Cheryl's sister, and I..." "Get in here now, young lady," the woman said, cutting me off. She didn't. ? Jatin looked up, frozen with terror. She nodded at Janov again. ?I could sell him to the slave mines.?Jatin covered his head with his hands, sobbing. He would never see his brother again. How could his Mistress be saying these things? They had been with her since he could remember. He had been her pet, her puppy boy, fetching and carrying and being rewarded with tid-bits off her plate.Mistress extended her hand and Drush placed a goblet in it. She calmly took a sip of wine. ?I will have your. "How about you?" Linda asked her friend. "Did you have the balls to ride naked, too?" FU (fuck you), Bitch!" Carol replied, "I don't know about you, but I don't have balls." She then gave her best friend a silly grin, adding, "No, I didn't have the balls to ride home naked. Yes, I chickened out. Besides, I think that Dad was a little bit nervous with someone as young as me riding naked across town. He was worried about someone calling the cops. He said something about this country not being as.