She was barely five feet tall. She had squat features, but would not at all be considered unattractive. She was well built, though a tad stubby. He... little nostrils were flared, but she had pretty eyes, delicate features and a well rounded little body. She was 29 years old, but could easily have passed for 25. Men not overly fixated on thin women would have described her as a shapely little thing. She was the type of woman who could sit Indian-style and fit her round body very comfortably. “You ready for us, Daddy,” Nigel asked.Lemar just shook his head.They all snuck back down to the basement.Perry perked up when he saw the first slim, golden brown twin behind Lemar. He grinned.“Two daddies,” Nigel beamed.“Seems so,” Neville added.“Yeah y’all do,” Perry said. “Who wants who,” Lemar inquired.The twins looked at each and shrugged.“You,” Perry pointed at Neville. “Come sit on my lap!” Neville switched over to the guest. He perched on Perry’s knee. He was jerked gently by the much. ” I was like what? Which washroom and where and how?She just told me to move to the compartment toilet. I thought she might want to see me masturbate. So my questions were gone for a while, and I went to the toilet. I closed the door and texted her. She told me to open the door. I was shocked again but opened the door as I was anxious to know this suspense.As soon as I opened the door, the lady from my opposite berth was standing there. She smiled at me and pushed me inside the toilet closing. She knows she is owned now. She knows she has to accept it. No choice.“Today you’re my foot slave.” Zynab pushes the end of her sandal roughly into Francesca’s distorted mouth. “Tomorrow you will be my pussy-maid.”Vanessa pants with excitement, captivated by Zynab’s performance. Both hands at her own sex now. Tending the flames. Knowing the only way to put out the fire is to let it burn.“Look at my panties, whore.” Zynab pulls up the front.