My lecherous cunt is capableof pouring with twat cream for hours on end, and I am going to make you slurpup every drop!" The wanton slut then climbed ...p onto the stage, and the next slave stood toface my beaming little slave . This one was taller than her predecessor, andslimmer with a set of pert tits jutting out high on her chest. What set herapart was the size of her stiff girl prick. It was so long that it jutted fromher cunt trench like the cock of a male slut, at least six inches in. I’m so comfortable I don’t want to get up and put my nightgown on,” she moaned. “I don’t want to take a chill, so you’ll need to keep me warm, Tom.”With that she cuddled right up to him, pressing her breasts into his chest and nestling her chin between his head and shoulder. She felt the bottom of that long hard rod of his pressing against her abdomen and shuddered as she realized it was pressing right against where she would carry a baby some day. But it felt wonderful to her to feel all that. You arealways on display. Soon you'll notice the odd touch too. It's all part ofbeing female. You'll learn to get used to it and just let it go. You'redoing just fine. I am so proud of my daughter. Oops, here we are."We turned right between two large bay windows and went into a lingerieshop. The double glassed door had a little bell that tinkled as we movedthe door. Once inside the old wooden floor amplified the sound of heels.It was as if it was intended to announce this shop as a woman's. “Releasing you from this oath,” the farmgirl replied.“Why not just tell me to believe everything you say and to be your friend until I die. You know perfectly well you could do it and I’d happily believe my life is better,” said Elta, her anger plain on her face.Perra sighed, “Yes I could, but I won’t. Ordering you to do something like that would have no meaning. I have no desire to destroy who you are, only to open your eyes.”“You’ve already destroyed who I am. Why do you think I feel so.