" A slave ranch with a graveyard? For maybe the ones that don't work out?" Cemetery. No, don't be silly. We don't kill anyone here. At least, not as a...result of their slavery. Some of the girls, after they have left, ask that they be sent back and be buried here when they die. If their owners in the world do bad enough things to get them returned to us in a box, we can't stop them. Should we refuse the wishes of the girls?" I suppose not. Doesn't make it any less creepy. What do you mean. Years of longing released into groans of ecstasy. I want to see the otherworldly trance you are in again and again. I want to see you quiver with orgasm after orgasm letting go of everything knowing that you have weakened me. I need to cum inside you, feeling the warmth fill you up. I want to lick that out of you and share it, kissing and running our tongues with the taste of my love for you. I want to lay with you and embrace our bodies against each other and take in your beautiful face. I. Here I was on my knees with a huge cock in my mouth and my skirt hiked up showing off my nice legs wrapped in nylon. I was losing my self in this feeling and decided to get nasty. I got into a good rhythm and shocked him as I took him down my throat and almost took his whole length.We head to the bedroom striping the rest of our cloth's off, Jason asks do I have any condoms, their in the nightstand. I looked up at him and my eyes had such an innocent look he smiled and leaned forwards and. We don't know whatwe're getting into." Don't you think we could use them wisely?"Vera thought and sighed. "Yes, I suppose we should look at the others.When do you want to do this?"Amanda looked at her watch. "I'd love to do it now but I'm meetingGerry. I'll be over tonight. Is seven all right?"On the way back to their cars they passed a flashily dressed man withtwo suggestively dressed women in short leather skirts and lurid lowcut lacy blouses under short jackets. Both women were fancily made.