As we unloaded the car with her clothes, shoes, boots and endless boxesof feminine items, I couldn't help but notice a very confident, yetpert young w...man, who seem to be telling everyone what to do and whereto put things. My daughter informed me that was Sara, and she is inchange of everyone and everything, or at least she seems thinks she is.Sara caught me looking at her and she called me over. She preceded tohand me a heavy box of books and told me to bring them up to herbedroom on the top. Victoria hadn’t had a man for so long that she’d forgotten what someone else’s fingers around her vaginal area had felt like. “Hmmm…that’s nice…” she purred.“I’m going to shave you now, Victoria,” announced her aunt. “Being shorn around your vagina is more hygienic” Bridgett was not one for being shy with her words.Knowing that it was useless to protest, Victoria said nothing, but yearned to be touched again by her aunt’s gloved fingers. The brief hiss as the shaving foam escaped from the can. Shaved smooth, just like I like. She stopped wearing panties her second day of working for me. I ran my middle finger through her lips, passively, and felt how soaking wet she was. I think I deserve a better apology than that, little whore. I teased. I squeezed her neck tighter, and she squealed. Pleease Master, Im sorry I interupted you! I gave her frail neck the hardest squeeze I could, for about 10 seconds. I watched her eyes roll back in her head, and her face turn a perfect reddish. "I did as he asked, and he quickly wormed his tongue inside me, searching for the last remnants of Mike's cum. As Bill worked his magical tongue into my back door, I pulled his legs wider. Ian was now a full eight inches deep at the bottom of his thrust. He pulled almost all of the way out at the top and plunged back in at a moderate pace. I honestly don't know how Bill was able to give me any attention with that monster pillaging his ass.I was getting hard just watching the scene as Bill's.