About a week after that happened I got a text from a number that I did not recognize, the text just said, “Hey can you meet me later.” I had no ...dea who sent it and guessed it was another employee at the sandwich shop who got my number. I did not answer the text for a while and asked a few other employees if they knew who this number belonged to. After about four hours the number came up as a phone call and it was Cassie. I was shocked and said I had got the message late and was just. It was such a turn on knowing he was loving everything about me. he was being so loving to me. I kept looking into his eyes, He moved his hands to my thighs and stroked the tender flesh of my legs and then began to softly run his fingers over my hips and pussy. His first touch on my pussy was enough for me to almost have an orgasm. I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest. It was beating so fast. I could not wait for him to put that big hard cock inside me. I spread my legs slightly. “He is sliding his whole ten-inches into me, right up to my balls.“Cumming again, he is a sex machine, can you hear him.“His cock is like an iron bar.“And again, I am so wet Mary.“He is turning me on my side.“He is licking and kissing my ass.“Tell Mary what you are going to do to me.”“I am going to fuck Marta from behind with my ten-inch erection and slam into her glorious ass.“I have her ass in my hands. I am sliding my ten-inch erection into her, slowly. Now faster, right up to my balls.“She. Aisha brought her face to the ground, "Mistress," she cried, "I am to report on whatever I see, true, but you can always restrain me elsewhere, blindfold me or cover my ears; I cannot report on what I haven't seen or heard."The crying slave girl kissed Lila's feet, her tears falling on her toes, "I am afraid of the sheik. I am not like you. I am not a good slave; I am always afraid. Please don't send me away."Lila bent down and pulled Aisha to her feet. She hugged the sobbing girl to her chest,.