She put her face in my chest and I put my hand on her bums…. Pumped them… Felt her inner thighs and felt the warmth coming from her love hole … ... rolled her and came over her.. started kissing her all over again… While kissing her stomach I licked her beautiful navel she was beyond control now…. And with my hand I started feeling her legs.. she almost started hitting me with love… And finally I took that blue panty off and we both were in our birth suits … I moved a bit away… And enjoyed her. He seemed pleased, lifted one boot slightly off the floor, the tip pointing at her face. She got the drift and engulfed the toe into her obscenely widened mouth, fellating his footwear.With Chloe's submission to Jimbo complete, Carter and I returned our attention to our own dynamic. As we knelt facing each other, I wanted to show him my complete surrender. I leaned back, keeping my eyes on his as I bowed my head."Please, master... use me."Carter arose, taking my hand, and I got to my feet,. “You should only have one, though.”“Is a second glass of orange juice okay?” Mrs. Grant asked.“You can have too much orange juice. Hell! You can have too much water. I don’t think two glasses is too much, though,” she said to Mrs. Grant. “You don’t have an ulcer, do you?” she asked Eric. She thought of all the executive decisions he made and all the worrying he did about Valerie -- some of it legitimate, some of it needless.“No.”“Why not?” He was the classic Type-A personality.“Give it time.. She continued until the bar was all gone. Susan saved my life. And there was so much more. One day Susan took on thirty camp guards sexually one right after the other. Why? To get some medicine to try to save the lives of some of our dying men."Finally, there was the last day. The guards ordered us to assemble in the center of the compound. I never did know why. At any rate, I fell trying to get up. The guard indicated I was to get ten lashes with his bullwhip. My thought was that at least it.