I don’t believe you’re ready. That whole speech tells me you still have way too much spirit. You think you can please me but you haven’t a clue....��“I swear Master, I would die for you if that’s what you wanted. Test me if you don’t believe me.”Well, that was an idea. For a second, I actually thought about freeing one of her hands and giving her a knife with instructions to plunge it into her heart and then I actually wondered if she might really do it. I really wasn’t convinced but the passion. What I have to say is simple but complicated. I came to this planet merely to escape what seemed to be an unhealthy situation developing back in Nigeria. My daughter was engaged, by an arranged marriage, to Winston Oluwosu, whom I had never met, so it was an opportunity for me to get out also. When we got to the farm, I encountered 20-year-old Olu Odumosu, whom I found to be a delightful young man. For me, meeting him, it was almost love at first sight, and this experience shocked me. He was. He dropped the change in my hand and immediately cupped it in a warm, gentle embrace. "What is your name?" he asked. I let a little coy smile out and replied, "I'm Sarah. What's your name?" "I'm Matt," he answered. Another little pause occurred, and then he stroked the outside of my wrist with his finger. "Sarah, I want you to go walk down that hallway and go into the second room on the left. Would you do that for me?" he asked. At this point, on any other day, with any other man, I would. “No, but it may feel like it,” I sniggered, triggering a laugh from the others.Slowly, holding the string by both ends I started to gently drag the beads back and forth between Abi’s cheeks, letting their smooth spheres massage her cunt along her perineum and around her orifice.Abi was soon pushing back wanting more. “Fill my arse, pleeease fill my arse.”The first marble-sized bead popped in with ease, I’m not sure that Abi even noticed it.Number two was twice the size and met with a little.