Finally, we agreed that there would be no touching or physical contact of any kind. We would only listen and in her case watch. I had insisted on this...condition, fearing where any contact might lead.My Turn ListenWith the details sorted out, there was nothing else to talk about. We sat silently for a few minutes, as we finished our coffee. I was pondering what we had just agreed to do, convincing myself that it was nothing more than innocent, if a-bit-kinky, fun. But, I was still amazed at how. ” A brief silence.“What is it you desire?” Her voice is even lower, breathy. Seductive. “What makes you ache, Penelope? What makes you... drip?” Her words trail off in an expel of air and it feels as if her lips graze my ear.My body is calm. My mindstate drifts close to what feels like sleep. I am teetering on the edge of consciousness, melting further into this cloud that cradles me.“Let all those naughty fantasies seep from your mind. The sensual, arousing images that swirl around your head. ." she was unable to finish that sentence since Jessica quickly ran to her and punched her hard in the stomach.”Shut the fuck up slave cunt" Jessica said as the slave tried to catch her breath.Unsure of what is going on and Jerry allows Jessica to take the new slave to her room to be chained down "Yes you can go take her to your room, hurry back we have a lot of work to do still" he said as Jessica and her new slave ran off to her room, Jerry can hear more whispering but can not understand what. Her face was flushed bright red. “ Like that do you Marlene?”, asked Bill, his voice strained. Marlene looked at him for a second but didn't reply. Deliberately wetting her lips with her tongue she eased the head of Stu's prick between them, moving her head back and forth slowly. Stu groaned. “God, I want to fuck you”. She carried on for a moment then stopped. “Not had it up a woman for a while then, sailor boy?” Stu didn't respond, his eyes closed. She looked at his.