If … If he’s there,” Jessica explained. “There?! Like he wants to watch?! Like … is he a cuckold or something?” David tried to make sense...of what she was saying.“Well, yeah, sort of, I guess … he wants to watch. And I want your dick.”And with that, Jessica bent to take his rock-hard cock in her mouth.~When David showed up, Jessica greeted him in a stunning little black dress. The plunging neckline and short hemline showed off her assets to perfection. A gold cross hung between her breasts. Her "cover story" was the fact that she was there to get ready for the next day. She would be getting a soak of some sort, a massage, and all sorts of beauty procedures. Her hair, finger and toe nails, and so on would be done to perfection. Her bridal shower would be in an event room at the spa later that night. In addition to the main procedure, Angel would be fixing a few facial blemishes.When her cue came, she "appeared" and started with the face. Then she moved down to where an operator had. His buttocks still tender from the ping pong paddling. His body encased in nothing but a pair of shorts and perhaps a dozen taffeta petticoats. "Now, Harvey, I want you over in front of this big mirror," Sarah ordered. Sheepishly, Harvey obeyed her. In the mirror he saw his tousled hair, sleep-laden eyes, unshaved face, the portions of the whip marks that had come around his sides, then the huge flounce of taffeta petticoats beneath which were hairy legs and bare, bony feet. "What do you see. It spiced the world my nose sensed. An owl hooted as I sorted through them, my tail swaying back and forth as I crouched in my armor of banded, leather strips.My family filtered out of the garden when it was over, Kora clinging to our husband, Aingeal and Ava holding hands, my fellow sex slaves leaning on each other. Carsina, however, stayed staring at her master's tomb, rubbing her hands on her leather work clothes. I inhaled through my nose, my ears twitching as I processed the riotous aromas.