It was piercing into her soul. “You have been brought here. No one knows where you are. Everyone thinks that you’re dead. You had a beautiful fune...al. You have been purchased. You will be trained to our client’s specifications. You will learn to be happy and grateful of the life that you have been brought into. You will NOT fight. You will NOT argue. You are now PROPERTY. A THING. An OBJECT to be bought, sold, and traded. You are a SLAVE.” “But what about my c***dren? I have a little boy and. And as her husband drove-in deeper, she almost came again right there and then!Jim was also almost at his boiling point and started to give her the deep long stroke, meanwhile grunting like a b**st...ready to tear loose. Both of them were being devoured by lust and the desire to explode in a blissfull torrent of ecstasy. Jim brought his lips to Sandra's ears as he grunted;" Thinking of Daryl now? Imagening how his hot big black cock is filling you up?" Sandra moant back; 'Oh, yes you black. She was developing nicely. Then there was Lisa Lovette and Margie Ryan, the nymphet's Sully and I didn't get pregnant.I did run into Lisa about two years later. She had just graduated high school and was working in a mid-town Manhattan office. We had a couple drinks and went to a motel. That's where this picture was taken as I reamed out Lisa's ass. God, she loved to be fucked back there. Never saw her again, though. She must have met someone in the big city and stayed there. I never saw Margie. As she slid the skirt over her soft thighs, slowly revealing the pale blue lacy thong that she was wearing. She stepped out of her skirt.“Leave you panties on. Cos I want to take them off you.”“No problem baby.”Slowly she took her vest off, and one by one she took a tit out off the cups of her bra. Then she unhooked it and let it drop to the floor. I pushed her onto the bed and the sight of her in just her panties drove me to new heights of hardness. I turned around and opened the drawer which.