There we lay, me naked and her in just her panties. I lifted my head so I could see her breasts. She had kicked the covers off so they were exposed. S...e looked to be a C-cup, and I was glued to the sight of them. The thought of her lying naked next to me, or at least mostly naked, made my really horny. I gently thrust into her ass, and again, and I began humping her ass through her panties. I didn’t know how she could have slept through it, so she must have been pretending to be asleep. I kept. " Garrett, I heard you come in last night," I said. His red face becamewhite. His hands went over his face."Matt... it's not what you think at all," Garrett said."Garrett, of all people here, I understand..." You don't understand a damn thing!" Garrett, I know you are gay and should have seen the signs..." Matt, please don't tell Bryson... please don't. I'm begging you. He'llhate me forever!"I stood and moved next to him. "Remember what we've been saying here..." I know what everyone has been. Unfortunately this girl who life had battered always called me Master and she wasn’t very good at her work. Her saving grace was that she spoke a little English.Of course I was kind to her but every time she said Master I felt the urge to do dirty things to her. One day I decided that she had to go – she’d clean the floor but not very well, she always had to be pushed to do things, and I was sure some money had gone missing. I decided I’d had enough and told her that from tomorrow she shouldn’t. “Alright, bitches!” said Rachel. “Trade sides, it’s our turn.”“You sure you don’t want us to get him ready for you,” asked Connie as she started to grind her pussy on my face again.“No, Bitch,” said Rachel. “You already tried to suffocate him once with that thing, now get off.”“I’m trying to get off,” responded Connie with a smile.“Bitch, I will cut you,” said Heather. “Just remember, this is a private plane. They didn’t take my knife.”“Oh, alright,” responded Connie. “Come on, girls, let’s let.