"You enjoyed being cleaned by that young man didn't you?" Yes Master, he had a very good mouth. I liked the way he sucked my breasts. He wasn't as goo... as you, but it was so exciting acting so wicked."Kevin laughed and let his fingers toy with the chain between her nipples for a moment. "You always are a complete whore when someone pays attention to your tits, Paula!" I know it excites you, Master, and I want to please you by being exactly what you want me to be." Paula sighed as Kevin's arms. Today, I am not going to bath or clean my asshole. You will lick away the sweat and grime of the day.As filthy as it sounded, bathing and cleaning the asshole makes it smell less appealing. The wondrous musky smell of feminine existence only flows from the hole that hasn’t been assaulted with soap and water for hours together.It was a particularly hot day too. If I had heard my own words in an earlier life, I would have killed myself with shame. But not today. Today, I have to please my Queen,. Al said, "Look at that pool of blood. The marshal has been dead for at least six hours. It had ta be one or more men who broke in and killed the marshal afore they released the prisoners. There had to be a slew of horses, so we should have an easy time trailing them until they split up. Ya go get our hosses from the livery stable while I look for the tracks."Jed left at a run to get the horses while Al started his search. Jed was back within 20 minutes and Al was patiently waiting in front of. I was always making myself cum. My panties were also soaked and see through because they were old and worn out so my pussy was always visible, this proved to be to much for my mom’s boyfriend, a Big Black man, which is what led to my path as a slut, whore, skank, sex slave, sex toy, pain slut, well... you get the idea. More on how that happened in another story.I was out with several girlfriends when this happened. They are the normal housewife types and DO NOT know what I do or am. They would.