Tell your master what they taste likeStranger: a bit weird but i can still taste my cunt on them a bitYou: do you like tasting your assholeStranger: n...t exactly sirYou: youll like it if i tell you tooStranger: yes sirYou: find something big that you can pretend is your masters cock and shove up your dirty cuntYou: what do you have lying aroundStranger: i have a dildoYou: shove that deep into your wet cunt. feel your masters cock fill you upStranger: yes masterYou: is it inStranger: yes. Occasionally a woman would reach over and fondle her, pushing a finger quietly and roughly into her as she poured tea. It hurt but she knew what would come after morning tea would be much rougher. It was like this every Sunday and, she thought to herself, at least her body was plump and round enough to want to touch. She allowed herself a small smile as yet another hand entered, this time a ringed older woman’s finger in each hole, holding her in place and rocking her gently.Part 4.That night. She took a deep breath."I've done a lot of thinking," she began slowly. "I thought about what you said about lying to you. I talked to Mom too." Okay," Brad said noncommittally."I told Mom a little about what had happened," Ashley said with a sigh. "Not the... you know... swinging stuff, but about walking off with two friends and stuff." She took a deep breath."Mom wanted to take a baseball bat to me," Ashley said softly. "She said she'd think better of me if I went around kicking little. .” Too much, too fast! She needed to warm up first; or she should have. But her body knew better, and for all her begging, her nipples were hard enough to almost hurt, and her juices were already on her sex. She was all over Art’s lips.“We’ve been dating for several weeks now Tash,” Matt said, returning, with a bottle of lubricant in his hand. Oh no. “We know what you look like when you want sex.”“I d-don’t know y-y-nnng!” She squeaked, and dug her fingers into Art’s hair as the man suckled on.