Your friend was struck by a spear as we fled. Unfortunately I wasn't able to rescue her, but she is now surely dead. The mountain barbarians are truly...pitiless." Mimosa is now their queen," said Glade."A queen?" wondered Demure, with genuine interest inscribed on her face. "The barbarians have a queen? Who is this Mimosa?" She was your other slave," Glade reminded her. "The dark skinned one." And now she is a queen!" said Demure with evident admiration. "Who'd have thought that one of my slaves. I loved how daring this was and juices ran out of me like crazy as he whispered in my ear, ”Don’t come.”I tried to close my legs to stop him. I wasn’t sure if I could hold back —and I was a screamer. Travis opened my thighs again and gave me a certain look: Don’t try that again.Travis was strong willed and knew what kind of woman he wanted. He was dominant and wanted his women to be very submissive. That was okay; I was dominant at work, but not with him. That I truly enjoyed.Travis continued. ..whatever else you might think looks pretty.” Then he got right up into my face, reached down and took my hand and put it on the bulge in his jeans. His voice was soft and hard, though I had no problems hearing it, “And whenever I want, you’re gonna take care of my cock. If I want your mouth, you’re gonna open-up and take it all till I blow down your fucking throat. If I want to fuck your ass, you’re gonna pull your panties down and bend over and beg me to shove my big cock inside you.” . I grasped her butt in my palms, keeping my tongue busy tapping out the Morse of pleasure on her feminine telegraph. She let go a shriek of enjoyment and her legs spasm-ed. I felt her warm juices drenching my face and chest and I held on, clinging to her with lips and hands. Her butt came down and bounced on the bed as she relaxed slightly from the waves of ecstasy. I relaxed too and relented momentarily before resuming my oral attention to her. This time, I approached slower and softer than.