“He always comes along on the slave sale runs, don’t he?” Boris added.“That’s why we’re here, you dimwits.” De Sade snapped at them. “...he Mistress has charged me with hiring a specialist to find him, or find whoever killed him. Whichever one it turns out to be.”“Someone killed Chort?” Jimmy whistled. “Damn. Do we know who did it?”“No.” De Sade rolled his eyes. “Which is why we are hiring… a… specialist.”“Master,” one of the slaves made the mistake of speaking out loud. Jimmy stepped forward and. She loved the idea that Meaghan was besotted with him, was even sure that she would have played with herself on those sleepover nights following hot summer days spent around the pool if they hadn’t been sharing a bed; maybe these days she would have encouraged her too!Of course, she had often played the Daddy’s girl card to get something when she wanted it. Generally he would give in eventually, but usually, there had been a price to pay, a menial chore or getting a summer job where he would. You just don't understand what your body is telling you is all. Besides who needs money when I have this virgin ass hole on the verge of cumming from being probed? People would kill to have what I'm taking and giving you right now hun. Let the big-bad-tranny r****t finish giving you your gift lover and maybe I'll suck you off if you behave.”He slowly relaxed and the fear that was in his eyes dissipated and pleasure filled them again. “I knew you would see it my way. Are you ready to feel. Every dozen thrusts or so Mark would pull all the way out and shove his cock in my mouth. I gladly sucked his and Brendas juices off his cock until he pulled it out of my wanting mouth and back inside her pussy. Brenda was moaning and squeeling and Mark asked her if she was cumming. "Uh huh" was all she could pant out to her husband and she tensed up and shoved her ass back into his cock. I continued to suck her clit while Mark pounded her cunt till her orgasm passed. Her pussy was.