Laying her down, myfinger slid out of her as I climbed onto the bed working mybody up against hers.Her legs parted as she raised her knees up towards ...er ears.She looked at me, smiled and said "I need you insideof me and now".I smiled, my cock was now resting at her ass pussy. I asked"Is that what my Mistress desires of me, it would bemy pleasure" as I sunk inside of her slowly and lovingly.We both sighed in ultimate pleasure. I started to slowly,gently stroke my cock in and out of her pussy as. Jacqueline shrugged, “Well, every ghost story has an unexplainable bit of magic.”Olivie laughed, “But none of us are ghosts.”I added, “And that set up between the rooms is hardly magic.”Olivie thought and said, “I do wonder how the glass got there. It doesn’t show light from the other side.”“I usually have it covered; I only have it open in the afternoons when I don’t have lights on.”“The mirror is ancient. Someone planned that. I wonder who. That area has been used for dressing rooms for at. Perhaps if she could at least talk, she could reason with the girl. Ashley mumbles and nods her head up and down. ‘Mmm. Good little girl!’ The slave skillfully unbuckles Ashley’s gag and puts it on the side table. Then she pulls Miss Rose’s wet panties out of Ashley’s mouth. They are slathered with saliva which drips across the table as they’re put down. Ashley moves her mouth, jaw and lips around, trying to get some of the soreness out of them. ‘What do you say!?’ The Slave demands. ‘Thank. I started to struggle, he dropped his right hand and took hold of my testicles and penis and said 'don't be a stupid bitch. You don't want to keep these I'll just rip them off'. I ceased struggling as he placed his left hand in the small of my back and demanded 'bend your ass on over'. I was now bent at the waist as my assailant gripped my hips and begin to ram into my bent over butt. Grunting and groaning, as he thoroughly sexed my helpless butt. He was enjoying him self so much that he.