Both women bore the same excited gazes and upon feeling their cunts the felt slick and well wet. I asked Liz how many orgasms had Nancy endured during...the night and a rather panting Liz repeated several for she had lost count. The same question put to Nancy had her claiming that Liz had gone through seventeen separate orgasms and in a way she felt sorry for her daughter for she must have been wrung out by now after so many orgasms.I asked Liz if she would like a rest or would she prefer me to. ". Needless to say, I had to change my pants before I went back to work, the butt plug that was stretching my asshole in preparation for later was clearly visible through the yoga pants I had been wearing. Did I stop there? Did I learn my lesson to stay quiet after being told my ass was going to be destroyed later that night? Of course not. My boytoy got a picture of my ass with the plug in it, and then proceeded to torment me for the rest of the afternoon. I would gasp when I sat down,. "Say yes, Mommy, please say yes!" Damn it! Yes!" Sarah moaned. I had thought she was long past remembering the eight young eavesdroppers, but apparently not. They all moaned along with Sarah."That's my girl!" John whispered, "You know how I love to squeeze these big floppy boobs!" John told her as he curled his big hands around the soft flesh and squeezed. Gently at first, then again, slightly harder. Then squeezing harder still, he lifted them, pulling them up, away from her chest.Sarah let. I wasto be part of the celebration. They stripped me naked and placed a dogcollar around my neck. I was placed at mistress Mekil's feet like a petdog. My leash was attached to her throne like chair. After about an houror more the master raised his hand and called on the Africans to stop whatthey were doing and observe what would happen next. He went to the centerof the room and faced the doors. He clapped his hands once. The doorsopened and father was led inside. He was naked and on his hands.