She said, "Is there anything else that a slut does or acts like?"I tilted my head like a bimbo does when she's trying to remember, purse mylips and st...ck my finger to my mouth."She always wants cock in any hole she can get it in like there's an itchthat she can't scratch, and she smokes those slim girly cigarettes, andvery drag she takes seems to make her horny."She chuckled again and made a comment that this is going to be easier thanI thought. She then got off the bed and pulled a chair into. “If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call me,” said Louis.“How are my clothes doing?”“I’ll check on it after you’re in bed. For now, you need to rest like Master says.”The entered the room together. Louis put Dakota into the bed and tucked her in. He blew out the candles and began to leave when Dakota cried out, “Don’t!”Louis stopped in the doorway. “Don’t what?”“Don’t leave me,” whined Dakota. “Stay until I’m asleep. Please. I’m scared.”Louis turned around and sat on the edge of Dakota’s. She moaned out loud as her first orgasm hit her. His tongue worked overtime as he licked up all the juices that flowed out of her. This is what she wanted. What she needed. She knew that she would be his for as long as he wanted her. She knew she would be a slut for anyone in this room. She loved her tongue dancing on Chelseas ass. She didnt even bother to wonder if this was gross or not. She wanted to taste her, to make her moan. As soon as she came, her mouth went right back where it was. She. "Hey my sexy lady, wake up."I got nothing more than a sleepy sigh in response. I pulled the covers back from Madison’s sleeping body; I gently kissed her neck as I took my index finger and caressed my way down her spine to her ass crack, then finding my way down to her warm pussy, I rubbed her clit with my finger, then dove two fingers into her pussy.“Umm…” Madison moaned as she arched her back and spread her legs open further. She turned her head so it was now facing me. “Morning my sexy.