“So I’ve made you one. If you’d like.” I led her to the bathroom and showed her my shower stall. You couldn’t tell by looking at it that it...was a cum shower. “So, do you want to…?” Angela shrugged and started taking off her clothes. She put her glasses down on the sink which made her look about ten times more fragile. She took her blouse off and her skirt. She wasn’t doing it in a strip tease sort of way, but just how any woman might take off her clothes for a shower. I was pretty sure that. "Do you want more?" the boy asked as I sat up on my knees, licking my lips while Bush licked the bowl clean so that it slid across the floor in little jerks.I nodded eagerly, like what dog wouldn't? It was just about the silliest question I'd ever heard maybe and I smiled. Our Master had never fed us until we were full, not because he didn't want to, but just because it wasn't necessary. Some part of me understood that, but most of me wanted to eat as much as I could get my hands on. At least. I want you to put on a show for me.” The brash brunette sat back and began to finger her meaty bald pussy in anticipation of our upcoming performance. She had us slowly twirl around so she could check us out.We were a little more natural than our coach, who teased us for being unshaven. “Don’t your coochies get all stinky if you don’t keep them trimmed? How about it, Jenna? Does Laurie have a stinky monkey?” I didn’t bother answering, knowing she was just trying to bug Laurie a little more.”I. Freed yourself from what? Your job? Or do you mean from Marty?” I asked, feeling perplexed.“From him! From his lies and threats! From his dirty touches!” she shouted gleefully as she started walking towards me.“Marty threatened you? His dirty touches? That doesn’t sound anything like him. Wha—”“And now I’m going to free Amber!” Linda shouted, her face turning from one of happiness to one of rage instantly.“Free Amber? What are you talking about, Linda? I don’t get it—Amber’s at home with CC..