Remember what we spoke of before you left to aid me.” Ephus said seeing Eris, slightly turn toward him.“Master, I thought that was only for that. ... ... I am not sure if I can be like that all the time. I have been a servant, for so long, I’m not sure if I can be that way all the time.” Here, she looked up to see Ephus had a smile on his face. A smile dominated her features, if master wanted her like that, who was she to argue?“So, I hope that I will see far less of this? It would make me far. He's eating her for the first time, all the way, because his hang-ups are gone, and so are any she might have had. I want to get in on it." "Go ahead," his sister answered. "I'll be okay in a little while; I just feel kind of floaty and warm now, and I'll watch until I get all turned on again." His mother's head was on one pillow, her ass upon another. Her knees were bent and flung wide, and his father's pale blonde head was buried . My finger continued dipping into your dripping box, smearing your juices, now pulling them up the crack of your ass, and lubing your light little rosebud with them. I could feel a shudder go through you at this, as I worked your juices into you. I reached into my pocket with my left hand and withdrew a tiny, pocket rocket vibe, sliding it into my right hand under your skirt. I know you heard it come to life before you felt it, but moments later it was pressed tightly against your clit by my. The lilting rhythms of reggae and salsa music filled the air. Congas pounded out a driving, sensual beat in the background. The aromas of amazing food filled the air and fruity drinks with incredibly strong, dark rum flowed freely. Everyone was dressed in their sexiest Caribbean attire; the ladies more revealing, the men casual yet chic. Ellen’s pussy had not stopped throbbing with anticipation and lust for the entire four days they had been there and she was even more aroused on their.