She had provided him with a thick long tee shirt and some out-door overalls.Morag also gave him a pair of black Wellington boots and a heavy jacket an... a woolly hat.She told him the clothes would keep him warm and dry.When James was dressed he found Morag waiting for him in the kitchen.Gwendolyn had made them both some pack-up and a big flask of coffee.His dad was doing some work in one of the farm barns on the other side of her farm.Gwendolyn looked at James and smiled, she then said to him. Wow, this did not feel like I was their slave. For a moment, I forgot I was their slave. But Shivani soon grabbed my dick so hard it hurt and started a handjob with pace. I tried concentrating on Priya’s boobs. But Shivani made sure I enjoy pain more than the pleasure.Shivani then left my dick and gave me a good spank and went to another room. Priya then told me to kiss her. I went to her. She went close to me. I thought it’s a passionate kiss from the senior I always wanted to grab. But then. Then he noticed it and froze. How the fuck had he only just registered it? To the right of her navel there was a raw looking scar, a modest gouge of the flesh about three inches long punctuated with suture marks. Above the scar was a surgical pad, hiding fuck knows what, the pad's pristine whiteness suggesting she'd slapped it on as he was careering into the building in a weed haze. Anastasia saw the direction of his gaze and for an instant seemed to physically shrink, her visage communicating. " "Hey Suz.. Slow down there girl." I said, taking the hand she had at her crotch. "UUhhhhh!?!" she said in a primitive sounding way. She was close. Joey's little fun had almost sent her over the edge. "Suzi, it's your turn to help undress someone. You're done," I said. "You bastards. Come... And.... FINISH ME!!" I started to put the brakes on for her. If we had brought her to an orgasm then, I wasn't sure if she would still find the bathroom idea appealing. "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Suzi said as she.