I kissed her, then thrust firmly, entering her hot, warm, dripping folds.“Ungh!” she grunted, thrusting her hips up to meet me.I pulled back and m...ved forward with a powerful thrust, our pubic bones crashing together.“Ungh!” she groaned again.We exchanged a deep, French kiss and I took her, powerfully, as she had asked, with long, hard strokes. Eve met every one with a near-violent thrust of her hips, grunting and groaning into my mouth as we built a hard, fast rhythm. She had her first orgasm. My wife stood in the hallway, short skirt, hose, spike heels, and sheer blouse which allowed one to see her sexy c-cup boobs.All three couches were now in the theater room, and the guys were admiring my wife as she strolled around the room making sure the couches were in the proper position, what ever that was, if you understand how women enjoy furniture arrangement.“So, what do you guys think?” She asked as she had her butt on the back of the center couch, leaning against it.The three of them. I was only a lowly slave.The king turned to me, "You have a lot of training to do to be a half decent slave Carol. That was a pretty poor performance." Then to Sapphire he went on, "Get Willy to give her a dozen good ones when she has settled in. I'll see her afterwards." I said her white bum would be a different colour later," the women who made the earlier remark commented to no one in particular."I wasn't even supposed to start my slavery until I set foot on Zamarabean soil. That's what the. When she gets to his stomach she says, “You look so vulnerable lying here. You trust me so much!”“Because you’re trustworthy. I just wish I could show you some hair down there.”“I don’t need to see any hair. I never touched a … Big Jeff is my first. Having time to think makes this difficult…. I’m scared to touch your handsome sack. I don’t want to hurt you.“As gentle as you touch me, you need not worry. I can’t wait!”As she moves down, “Oh Jeff, I feel so special.”“I can’t say how wonderful.