‘You like that book baby girl?’ I asked. My voice a little deeper and commanding than normal. I think she caught on to it. There was a little paus... as she rolled over and looked into my eyes. ‘Mhmm…’ she replied. Even though her reply was little more than a grunt, her voice still trembled slightly. ‘Does it turn you on?’ I asked as my arms wrapped around her. One hand around her hips and the other across her stomach, sliding up and groping her softly. ‘I don’t know. Maybe…’ She trailed off as I. Now they nolonger need to guard themselves carefully to avoid arousing her jealousyeach time a man looks upon them. Now the slave-girl recognises that theFree Woman is about to become a slave herself and the moment for paybackdraws near.Slave-girls can be very cruel when the tables are finally turned on aFree Woman they may know, and even some they don't know, when she isstripped, forced to her knees and collared by a man. Now she stands infor all the pent up frustrations and anger that. I remember starting to wake up asshe lightly touched my nose and upper lip ? there it was... the muskysmell of her pussy. "I'm dripping wet again baby, so I thought you might like a littletaste," as she put her pussy juice-soaked finger to my lips and I beganto suck. "And I think I owe you for getting me off last night," shesaid as she reached down with her other hand and grabbed my cock."I'm really liking what these new panties do for you, Tab," I moanedwith a smile."Hmm... me, too," as she. Jan told me she had zero problems with it, smiling and watching me as I headed into the water. It felt so good being in the cool water. It kicked my buzz in just a little more as I headed toward Jan. Our drinks were on the side of the pool and as she reached up for hers, I could see the perfect curve of her breasts. She looked at me and smiled, handing me my drink. I moved in close, acting as if I swam up to her to fast. Taking my drink from her as my now half hard cock rubbed against her..