” “Yes Master.” you say lowering your eyes. “You are beautiful Baby Girl.” “Thank you Master.” “Tell me, do you like your knew role a...d if yes why, and if no why?” “Yes Master, I do. I like the fact that I have turned over all control to you. What I do is not up to me, I don’t have to decide if I have to be strong or soft, tender or hard. I just have to be what you want me to be.” “And what is that?” “Your property, your cumslut, yours to do with as you wish.” you say smiling. “Good, now get. Nick went to the kitchen in his t shirt and boxers, still half hard, poured a cup of coffee, and sat on the couch flipping through the channels. From the bathroom, Rebecca came down the hall, freshly showered, wrapped in a white bath towel that extended from just the top of her chest down to the upper third of her still-athletic thighs. Nick gulped as he was immediately transported back to when he was young and would check out his sister’s beautiful body when she walked naked between the. "Oh god I can feel it!" cried my wife before burying her head into Bridget's cunt."Yes!" cried Bridget bucking on my wife's face as she came again.I unloaded what felt like a bucket load of cum into my wife's sweet tight asshole, well after a month away I was pretty full up, and after what felt like endless spurts I finally stopped cumming and just knelt there behind my wife still with my spent cock in her asshole.It was then while the others were distracted I noticed something to my left, and. You’re as clueless as the day Harlan murdered Pete Feeley because you couldn’t figure it out in time. You think you’re hot shit, but Pete Feeley is dead, your sister is dead, Perlman is in a wheelchair… because you are not good enough, and never well be.’ ‘Don’t rise to the bait, Commander.’ said Cindy Ross, watching me carefully, concern on her ruggedly pretty face. ‘Oh, I won’t.’ I said. ‘Fat Boy here is not worth it. Captain, read the suspect his considerable rights, and make sure you are.