Her cloth skirt stretches and slides down easily. Her scent emboldens him, his lips feel the coarse pubic hair. He kisses all around her pubic bone, n...ar the top of her inner thigh, and down her leg a few inches. He can feel how shy she is in her skin."Lucy." Yes." Is it OK?" Yes." Immediately, her tensions lessens, feeling more erotic that he asked for permission to touch her. He brings her skirt and underwear down farther, simultaneously flipping the excess of blanket over them, so she is not. She opened the first to find a leather collar with the word SLUT on it.“It’s your name now, slut, so you will wear this with pride when we are together in private. By wearing my collar, you are acknowledging that I own you and that you will be obedient and submissive to me in all ways. Do you like it?” he asked, feeling suddenly very vulnerable.“Yes, Sir,” she said. “Thank you, Sir.” She took a deep breath and realized she was going completely into uncharted territory. She was a collared slave;. The sister, Donnita, kept making exaggerated eyes at him and pursing her lips.Connie came back with the t-shirt before things got too uncomfortable. Hector Mendoza was not a large man, and the shirt was a tight fit. He turned his back to the ladies to tuck it into the pants."I think that's what they call a 'smedium' on you," Connie said. "Now you look more like bouncer elf than exotic dancer elf." Great," he said. He tugged at the neck and flexed his biceps. The t-shirt strained, but didn't. All of a sudden Ritha felt my finger sliding into her puckered pit. It plunged dee p and I rotated it to enlarge opening of Ritha’s bowels. The lip of asshole was soft and rubber like and now I was sure that I could make a penetration in her rear orifice. After some more rimming, I positioned my cock so it rubbed gently against Ritha’s ass cheeks My chest was pressed against her back, spoon- like, and cradled her body against mine. I reached around her to cup her small, almost girlish breasts.