The ritual always ended up with Ann oiling and teasing the full breasts as she played with Faith’s sex, coaxing a series of orgasms out of her.“Wh...t surprise, Aunt Ann?”“You’ll just have to wait until the weekend, little one,” grinned Ann. “It will be exciting.” Faith was not so sure. True to the ritual, however, Faith body tensed as she uttered low guttural sounds as her aunt brought her to orgasm over and over again.The rest of the week was pretty normal, if the life of a slavegirl can be. It was nine-thirty when I forced myself to leave Tony's cock alone. "You need to leave sweetie. My husband said he would be home sometime after ten and we don't want him catching us, do we? It would make it difficult for us to do it again. You do want to do it again, don't you?" Yes ma'am." Stop calling me ma'am Tony. Call me Alicia, Mrs. R or sweet pussy, but don't call me Mrs. Ransom or ma'am, okay?" Yes ma... , I mean yes Alicia." Give me a number where I can call you tomorrow around eleven. .. I need to reserve her for Aziez to use whenever he's in town. Aziez and his stallions can ream them and ruin them a lot faster than I can find them."Well, well, aren't you two about the loveliest things I've ever seen," said the sports equipment manufacturer as he held open the door for the two women to enter. His eyes roved up and down both bodies, Penny's outfit just as revealing as Laurel's."I'm Carl Gunnerson and this is my wife, Marlene."Both Penny and Laurel were taken aback by the. Mick was mad now though, and he stepped toward him in an aggressive stance, making the kid think better of taking a second shot. He backed up and backed down."Alright, alright!" he said. "Let's get the hell out of here. We came here to party, not to scrap."My head hurt, but I was okay. The three idiots we'd fought got the worst of it. A couple of them picked up their fallen buddy and carried him off on shaky legs. But more kids were arriving, by the carload.We kept shouting at the crowds that.