.horny for me . . .” He let the words trail off with raised brows. She felt her face burn in embarrassment. “I don’t know about what happened in...the room, but I’m not doing anything now, and you still want me...very much, if I must say so myself. I don’t think I’ve ever come across anyone who’s desired me the way you do. I smell lust, but there’s also something else I’ve never scented before. It’s very pleasing to me.” He expressed the latter on a rapturous sigh, glowing, electric-blue eyes. This brought up a whole bunch of new questions I needed to think about though. What about the other people he had enslaved, were they in a similar state. What should I do with them?"Jeremy, the other people you've used the device on, are they all waiting for instructions to go to the bathroom as well?" No Master, I told them to behave as they usually would while I'm away" Did you tell them to keep this a secret?" Based on how Brenda had responded, I knew that wasn't the case. The look on his. Yes...yes...fuck me! I want your cock so much. Make me your slut. Yes, yes...yeeesss!!!" and another orgasm shook her body.He moved gently in and out of her, carefully making sure that he did not cum and allowing her to slowly subside underneath him. They kissed slowly and passionately, tongues pushing into each others mouths as they revelled in each others bodies. It wasn't long before he felt that he couldn't hold himself back much longer. He kneeled up and moved off the table. He moved to. Kareema lowered her face on Gihan’s cock, pulled her hair to her right side with her right hand, and held his cock with her both hands.“Wow, give your Sinhalese cock to this mouth!” Kareema said, and spat the gland, before starting to ride it, moving her head up and down. As Gihan held her head with his hands and started controlling the rhythm, she bent her back and pulled her ass upwards.“Oh man, look at that,” Piyal said and slapped her ass cheeks, one once.“Mm,” Kareema moaned each time,.