She smiled at me and turned over,she got on all fours in front of me i gripped her hips firmly and began pumping myself into her."mmmmm hmmm"she grima...ed looking back at me as i fucked her. i leaned forward and kissed her on her neck"tara you feel so incredible" i grunted i smacked her on that ass and closed my eyes and began pumping away in that pussy she put her head down and folded her hands. that white ass began slapping up against my legs.'yes uh huh mmmm"she moaned i grabbed a handfull of. ? I decided that Iwould treat myself to a long lunch after I made my daily bank deposit, and toldmy assistant not to expect me back anytime soon.? Smiling to myself, I was enjoying the warmsun on the late spring day.? I was gladto be out of my winter business suits, and felt particularly flirty in my newfashionable black sleeveless jumper, worn over a crisp white blouse. I wore sheerblack stockings underneath the above-the-knee skirt, and they disappeared intomy three-inch heeled black leather. As such, Rory was becoming a big personality on campus. It had been his leadership and good quarterback skills, which had been a key reason that they kept winning.His upcoming birthday party had initially been planned for just a few of his close friends, due to his increase in social standing, the event had escalated into a major function. The party was going to be held at a local pizza parlor, originally it had been planned as just a back room occasion, but now was going to be taking over the. After I had been fed and watered I began to look around. I could see I was in a room, it was totally stone, it had an arch shaped door and window, it looked like a medieval castle, it was round as though I was in a tower room.The man was dressed in medieval clothes, but looked like a servant. “Who are you? Where am I? Why am I here?” I asked him.“My name is Bart. You are at Sir Imer’s castle. He wants to make you his slave.” He answered me.“Are you his slave?” I enquired.“No,” said Bart, “I am.