”, Jess released a hand slapping Carrie’s ass ,..Teaching my new little sex slave how to satisfy her lesbian mistress’ desires,” Jess ran her ...and along Carrie’s back down to her shoulders. The way she had secured her slave was simple yet pleasing to the eye, two thick leather belts held Carrie’s legs bent, it circled her ankles and looped at mid thigh. The locks were her own addition, her wrists were firmly cuffed and locked securely to a 360 degree bearing attached to one of the many rings. What... I mean, what exactly would they expect?"Jack laughed in a way that seemed almost humorless as he searched beneath the bar for ice. "Damn, I thought sure we had ice... Well, hell... sometimes you're more naive than Kit. They expect sex, of course. I don't know their detailed preferences, but your abilities should be varied enough to handle the situation. They may not want anything but straight fucking. I'm sorry I haven't got another girl to send with you, but that's the way it is. I. “I know,” sighed Melanie. “It is an effect of the pleasure, and the reason I must give up my joy. My father has noticed, as you just did, and objects.”“I find myself unable to believe this is true,” said Elizabeth, doubtfully.Melanie proved it.Over the next few minutes she moaned and groaned as she fucked her fourteen-year-old pussy with Galen’s impressive spike while Elizabeth stared, first in fright, then in curiosity, and finally with avid interest.When Melanie finally pulled Galen’s. As the bottom of her shirt lifted the mountains of flesh, I held my breath.My hand snaked its way into my pants. She lifted the shirt ever higher, taking her breasts with it. Finally, they dropped. They bounced and shook in an incredible display of motion.Then, they were still. They jutted out, in an unwitting mimicry of my penis, which was by then also free.Sarah pulled her shirt over her head, causing them to jiggle. Her hand caught one in motion.She gave me a devilish look.Just the.