"So have you reconsidered about being our slave yet?" "once you have come to your senses to become our slave you must kiss each of our sneakers to acc...pt becoming our slave, or we can continue beating the shit out of you, your choice" You can't do this, slavery is against the law!"Coleen and the other girls just laughed and mimed her, "Slavery is against the law," while they punched her over and over again in the stomach.Shannon thought her insides were going to rupture from the beating. They. "I—"She took her panties from me but continued to hold them to my nose. "My baby likes that?" I looked up at her. She smiled at me in a way I'd never seen. "Yes," I said, feeling my face burn with embarrassment.She leaned down, her tits resting heavily on my chest. She spread her panties out over my face. "Can you smell the scent?" She whispered in my ear. "That's my pussy . . . you've thought of it haven't you? Damp and hot? So mysterious?" Yes." I've noticed that you can't keep your. We reached back near our car but Uncle and Aunty were not found. Finally, we saw them and Aunty was wearing a saree so it became very difficult for her to walk properly. Due to rains, she was also getting drenched. And then I captured a moment which she gave me.She came running by holding her saree upwards giving ample view of her nice milky legs. She had almost lifted her saree till her pussy and her white thighs made my heart skip a beat. It was marvelous and add to that her wet sex appeal. I asked him if this was the Black Cat.‘The Black Cat as was Sir! It is now the Black Pussy!’ Cat, Pussy. Didn’t seem a big difference, just a bitmore playful sounding. The man opened the door for usand as we entered it took us a little while to adjustour eyes to the darkness. It was very dimly lit. Thebar area drew my attention as it was better lit thanthe rest of the place. I took Beth by the arm andescorted her over to the bar. There didn’t seem to bemany people in the.