One could practically see the eyelashes fluttering as though asleep, only the absence of the gentle rise and fall of the corpses bosom prevented that ...llusion. Even that detail was easily enough overlooked from the serenity apparent on the face. The lips, slick and pink, seemed ready to part at any moment for a gentle sigh, and there was a healthy blush artificially installed upon the cheeks.The dress was a pale blue silk with a rounded neckline and the sleeves were sheer clouds of the purest. "Yeah. Yeah it's okay!" I blurted out. She chuckled at my excitement. Mom's attention went back to her new task. Her face inched closer and closer until I could feel her hot breath bathing my cockhead. I thrust up and my cock touched her soft lips. I did it again and she kissed it on the way down. Mom pounced on it at that second. Kissing the head over and over again. Her lips rubbed all over the head and she licked until it was covered in spit. Her hand was flying up and down my cock. They put her over a chair and gave her a dozen hard ones with the strap. The pain whilst still suffering the effects of the whipping, made her howl loudly but she had to suck the second minder before lunch. ?In the afternoon we had to repeat the exercises with other slaves until by bedtime, I’d sucked eight men off. I don’t know how many Jo had because I didn’t see her until breakfast next morning. Late evening they took me to a room with a bed and shortly after an elderly man came in and I. Once I started reading the letters there was no turning back, her sexual attributes now taking a back seat to the fire and uninhibited passion of her words. Our so-called committed relationships withstanding, we were now having a torrid love affair. It included alcohol-induced rendezvous in dimly lit rooms, and early morning hook ups at work well before the other employees arrived, where we would polish the office furniture with each others’ bodies. The furniture was so well maintained for a.