Mountains of materiel were marshaled.Well over one hundred thousand concubines would arrive at once, together with a similar number of children. For t...em, schools were built. Teachers experienced in the colony education system were prepared to train a new cadre of teachers from the newly arrived concubines. Recreational facilities had to be built and staffed.These same preparations were going on in all of the mature colonies. Every colony had its own unique circumstances, some easier to deal. I slowly leaned forward and brought the dark black head to my mouth and began to lick the underside of his cock. His cock jumped and throbbed at my touch. I grabbed his cock with both hands and slowly slid more and more of his cock into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. There was plenty more cock to go but I gagged when it hit the back of my throat. He had more than I could handle so I sucked on what I could easily fit in my mouth as I stroked the rest with both of my hands. I was. She reached back and pushed it down an inch so I could apply it below the line."I don't want to get one of those terrible red burn lines right at the top. They make you miserable," she explained.She had a nice butt. No. She had a great butt. I took my time with the sunscreen and she sort of wiggled her but to let me know where she needed more. It was wonderful torture."You work out, Nancy? You have well toned muscles," I asked as I worked."I teach aerobics and Pilates at the YMCA four times a. I am thankful as the unseen hand follows a path down my belly, between my widespread knees to my vagina, shaved bare as my Master had wished.My Master's fingers trace an outline around my labia, so gentle, so loving, so reassuring. The essence of my love for my Master grows, seeping out, bathing my vulva as he parts my lips with his two strong thumbs. Two fingers meet at the top of my clitoral hood and slowly caress me, first outwards and then back together.My pleasure supplants my fear. My.