.. our lover ... our husband ... our Master,” Heather coolly announced, even as I was kissed repeatedly down the hallway by several women, including...her.Suffice it to say that by the time that I reached the kitchen for a late snack, I had been groped, kissed, twerked, rubbed, squeezed, and God knew what else! I was now greeted by yet another steamy tongue kiss, this time from Jannat, while Jeanne and Josie winked and snickered. My sweet Arab lady knew exactly how much tongue to use, too ... she. The Master pumps the slimy hood over the tip of his leathery cock as he enters the chamber. He is so horny over what he has willed to happen. Shelly sits in brainwashed obedience as he comes to her. She stinks like sex. He gently sniffs her for a while, smelling her head from behind, smelling her soiled mouth. He sucks her erect, smelly tongue a little, softly and delicately. He sniffs her hot fishy coose. He works his nose over her sweaty body. He is getting hot over her. Suddenly he picks her. Ugh. And then she turned around and dropped every belief for which she broke up with me? That just irritated the hell out of me.“Yeah, it lasted six weeks, until I met up with Tom, Dick, and Harry here ... yes, those are their actual names ... and we really hit off. The next thing that I know, I’m pulling regular trains and showing up on their amateur porn video site. Someone else who was naughty, too, must have recognized me, and told the elders and Fred as well.“Before I knew it, our. As if drawn by her turbulent gaze, he slowly turned, hands resting lightly at his hips. The breath caught in her throat as she met deep green eyes that seemed to burn through her as though she wore nothing. The flash of teeth in the deeply tanned face made her stomach clench, and something stirred in her memory. His gaze left her, flickering over the woman at her side, and he barked out an order to the man that had forced her up on deck, before turning his back to them. She didn’t catch what.