"Wow," Frank thought, she's hot. Frank always had a thing for thick girls since high school. They tended to have a larger sexual appetite and were a l...ttle more daring than the regular girls.The lady he met came back with who he assumed was Gina. "Hi my name is Gina, and this is Mary, which you have already met. I'm the office manager here. I haven't met you before, have I?"Frank took a moment before he answered as Gina was just as curvy, if not more as Mary. On top of that, she was wearing a. "At first Jennifer didn't know what to say. She knew Mrs. Brooks had a reason in calling her. Jennifer made her way to front replaying the question in her head each step of the way. What does it mean to be a slave?Jennifer couldn't decide if she wanted a book definition of a modern slave or a more first person definition. She gave in and let her instincts take over. She let the definition come from her heart rather than her mind."To be a slave is to be secure. To know that someone will always. “One day you’ll stop fighting me… Delaying the inevitable, it’s all you’re doing. No matter what you do, you’re mine. My little pet... my dirty little girl.” Your weight atop me already is bringing about a desperate struggle for breath, your deep baritone voice causing my knees to tremble, the tickle of your 5’o-clock shadow sending chills down my spine. I dig the heel of my boots into your hips and try to force you off me, a feeble attempt to gain some dominance- but. I then pulled my cock from her pussy and surprisingly she didn’t make a sound but as I slipped my cock up her ass she let out another moan. I told her she’d have no idea what they looked like, what color they were other than most were white but some were black and one was Hispanic and one was asian. As I stroked in and out of her ass she was panting hard telling me she couldn’t fuck that many guys! I just laughed and pulled my cock out and walked around to her face. I grabbed her thick, dark.