Slowly I started to rub lower down her front, tracing the contour of her bra under her top and I felt her body start to tremble. I held my breath and ...ithout pausing I deftly undid the button of her blouse, and then the next one. Cindy didn't stop me. Continuing down I undid all remaining buttons on her silk blouse and I returned to stroking her soft and sensitive skin.I drifted my hand across her tits and I felt her stiff nipples through the thin material of her white lace bra. Her breathing. ....I wonder wait the stain is from ;) . The show went great so like always the winners buy beer and throw a party in the barn.so I was at the party in the barn and I was having a great time drinking a few beers and started talking to these 3 guys that show cattle and work with them for a living. The first one was Westley he was short but he was really jacked and smelled nice , next is Lewis he was a medium sized black guy that had a great body, and the last one was John he was really tall and. He was holdin' on tight to her waist, and her hair was fallin' down over her face. I couldn't help myself. I was still holding my dick, and I just started pumping it. You know, what a fucking turn on, getting to watch your dad fuck some bitch up the ass."Dad just stared at my meat, and then he got this big grin on his face. 'You want a blowjob, son?' he asked."Did I want a fucking blowjob? Shit, the only thing I'd ever done was cum with my hand, and here I was gonna get my dick sucked by one of. But, at least, women are kept strictly under control and have no say in affairs. They must be obedient to their Husband or Master, who will use them sexually whenever the mood takes him.” “Apart from the booze bit,” said Hans, “It sounds my kind of religion.” He finished off his drink and got his glass re-filled. Quentin turned to Simone whose head and eyes were downcast. The fires of earlier lust were now quite subdued. All that remained were the bitter, dusty ashes of shame. “Well, slave,” he.