If she hadn’t been so modest, she would say he couldn’t keep his eyes off her. He made eye contact a few times, a serious look in his eyes, vacant...in a way as he concentrated on the conversation. But as if magnetised, they always flew back to Jemma, refocusing on her, claiming her with his stares, wanting her with his body language. Soon the guys talking to him left. Within seconds, he was at her side. ‘Can I tell you, you look amazing without sounding like a tool? How come I haven’t seen you. I had somehow surprised all of them, most of all Kristen.“No Master, please don’t ask me to do this. I want to stay like this for you. I like who I’ve become.”“Kristen, I’ve thought long and hard about this. I want to free you to find out what you really think about this. You need to be first.”She had that look I’ve seen since the first days where a more complicated instruction would cause them to look like they were preoccupied until they accepted it. It went on for a few seconds and then she. I could see her ass flesh ripple as the large, older Mexican humped her from behind. He moved his hands down her sides, and grabbed her hanging tits. Mom’s head was hanging down, her brown hair covering her face. She had a helpless, pleading look on her face. But I just sat there, with a hard on, watching her naked body get ****d. Eventually, she stopped resisting and just took it. Luis had withdrawn his cock from her pussy, and was mashing it into her ass crack. With some work, he was able to. " Why the sudden rush?" Harry said, coming to and yawning."Because, you silly man ... your wife is going to go get Billy's legs looked at Tuesday. You just met him tonight, you're moving him into your home and you're having his legs looked at Tuesday."Y'all're something special. Deal with it."Carol and Nicki brought the women and Billy in, followed by Patricia."What's going on? I expected to find y'all fucking like wild animals in the hot tub by now," Patricia said. "I know I would be." House.