She shudders and presses closer, squashing you and moving your breasts up and down his length. Behind you, you feel his thumb slip into your womanhood... it twirls around making your knees weaken, then his thumb gently caresses your arsehole as his fingers return to slipping in and out of you.For a moment you feel fear rise in you. Your own previous experiences with anal sex having been clumsy and painful, but his thumb gently massages your sphincter, relaxing and uncurling it and you feel. ..." she was unable to finish that sentence since Jessica quickly ran to her and punched her hard in the stomach.”Shut the fuck up slave cunt" Jessica said as the slave tried to catch her breath.Unsure of what is going on and Jerry allows Jessica to take the new slave to her room to be chained down "Yes you can go take her to your room, hurry back we have a lot of work to do still" he said as Jessica and her new slave ran off to her room, Jerry can hear more whispering but can not understand. Sylvia answered all smiles and kissed me on the lips just as I went inside. ‘How was your week?’ she asked. ‘It was great thanks.’ I replied. ‘But it seemed to drag after we spoke on the phone, I couldn’t wait for today to come.’ ‘Well neither could we.’ Said Sylvia and I followed her into the sitting room where Bob was already waiting, sitting in his favourite chair. I sat down and chatted with Bob whist Sylvia went to make a cup of tea. Bob brought the topic of conversation around to our last. I quickly dropped the manuscript onto the desk as if it were on fire, and hurried toward the hallway -- remembering at the last second that I'd forgotten Mom's glasses, dashing back to snatch them up before racing from the room."Here." I handed the glasses to her, trying not to betray the storm of emotions that raged through me right then. "I'm going to sit on the back porch for a bit... looks like there's a nice breeze." I placed a gentle kiss on my mother's cheek before leaving the room.I.