I was panting like crazy. I practically ripped my blouse open to free my tits out of their bra cups.It was my turn to do to him what he had done to me...I came off his desk and knelt before him. My hands went to work unzipping his pants then fumbling inside to uproot his semi hard-on. I kissed the swollen tip of his prick as if for good luck before shoving him down my throat. My hand grabbed at my tits. I groaned with a mouthful of his prick while I pulled at my nipples. Terrance sat stiff in his. Lifting his arm, heimmediately noticed something. Hair. Or more precisely, the lack ofit. He had never been one to shave his body, having never felt the needbefore, but now, there was no hair under his arm. In fact, as he lookedover his body again, he realized that he didn't have a single hair onhis body, aside from a small patch above his cock. Looking around thebathroom, he went and picked up the bottle of bodywash he had recentlybought and examined the label. In small letters under the. The odds of that happening were slim, but it was my only shot, so I took it. The first card I picked was an ace of diamonds. The second a four of hearts. The third card would mean the difference between victory and defeat. It was with a shaking hand that I reached out and took my card. I dared not look at it. I kept it face-down until Candy revealed her cards. Another full house. Unless the card I had picked was a six of spades, I would never see Candys flawless body in its entirety. This is it. There was an older male servant there with his arms full of clothing."Good afternoon, Masters. I have brought the clothes that you are to wear to the evening meal," he told us, as Kell moved to made room for him to enter and place the clothing on one of the beds."Someone will come for you at meal time," he told us, as he prepared to leave."When is the evening meal served?" I asked before he could depart."The meal is held midway between the sixth and seventh hours past noon. You will hear the.