The one thing that I didn’t know, was just who she was going to be this morning. You see, she has three different “characters” that she likes to...play at different times, each with their own personality, and to a certain degree, their own sexuality.First, there is my sweet Lucille, the real mother of my little slave girl Amy, as well as “Momma” to both Adrian and Holly. God help you, if she ever feels that you mean harm to one of her “daughters”.Due to being abused and raped by her own mother’s. Looking up, I saw him standing a few feet away, naked, and sporting an erection that stood up nearly vertically against his toned belly.“There you are,” he murmered, a slight threat implied in his tone of voice. “You’ve been ogling me on the gym floor for the last two weeks. I thought maybe you’d like a good look.” Grinning slightly he moved in my direction, that wonderful cock swaying in front of him. When he stopped, it was inches from my face.I’m fairly trembling with fear as he grabbed the. "Plllleeeeassseee." Scarlett begged as Rinko flashed a devious smile, planning her next move."Of course." Rinko whispered as she finally inserted the sex toy into Scarlett's pussy, eliciting a loud moan from her."Mmmmmm." Scarlett sighed as Rinko began to slowly jerk the dildo in and out of her wet snatch as Rinko licked her lips. Back and forth, nice and slow, Rinko kept a solid rhythm with her movements as Scarlett began to raise her moans as her breaths became more and more. She knew instantly that she was being cuddled by Stuart’s strong arms.He sat with her arse in his lap. “Shush, it’s okay. You’re not going to die today. We will be fine my lovely, we will be fine,” he crooned as he hugged her tighter and let her cry.Bambie buried her head into his hard chest and sobbed for some time. She truly missed her parents. She knew some people thought that her fear of Halloween was irrational, but she considered it well-founded.Once she settled down, she looked around to.