"Master," she said, "Do you like what you see?" I, er, I, ... yes thank you, very much so."He sat on the bed and she came and knelt beside him. Reachi...g for his trouser zip she started to open it. He stayed her hand."Sit here and talk to me. Put your dressing gown on again if you like?" he stammered."The Master is not please with me?" Zubeydeh asked, "He wishes to whip me?" Do they whip you here? And are you really English? No, you are obviously English; that accent is too good to be anything. Take meback.” I pointed to the ground. She dropped but Yvonne wasalready on her knees with my cock in her hand. Sheilapushed her aside and started sucking again.“You know why we brand these heifers, Wil?” Mac asked. Sheila stopped moving. I knew she was listeningintently.“No. Why?”“Nobody pays attention to those damn wedding rings thewomen like to show off. Hell, some cowboys think awedding ring is a “fuck me” sign. But, a brand means anycowboy. One day, while all this is happening, I dared and slowly entered my hand into her paijama(pant) and touched her vagina. I could feel wet inside her and I really don’t know what was that at that time but as I was enjoying, I didn’t notice it.I slowly entered my hand into her panty and for the first time I felt the pussy of a woman. I rubbed her pussy very passionately and used to feel her. This used to happened almost daily and for nearly an hour. This happened for many days and one day she. “That's them sir.” “You're kind and however tempting it might be to consider pictures of scantily clad Women for a while, i have work to do. i am sure whatever You decide will be quite glorious, but You might send me details when You've decided? After all this is over though perhaps i could set up an account for You there as reward and proof of my gratitude?” She tilted Her head slightly and looked contemplative; “I have a new camisole and camiknickers that would go well with a new suspender.