?You are a fucking useless moron pig who can’t even complete a simple task without fucking up, crawl on your belly and fetch my crop, it’s time fo... another lesson.? The slave slithered away with a jerky awkward motion as its hands were still cuffed behind its back.?Fucking move it pig, don’t keep me waiting.?The slave returned on its belly with the riding crop between its teeth and awaited its coming punishment and pain.Goddess Anun selected two items from one of her travelling bags – a small. .. wonderful... but..." But what, Ellen?"Perspiration was beginning to bead on the forehead of the housewife."Perhaps I should say good night," she said, attempting to rise.Miranda's hands held her shoulders gently but firmly. Ellen offered no resistance. Obviously she was used to being told what to do and mindlessly obeying."And perhaps you should stay and explore your feelings." But those feelings are evil." Does this feel evil Ellen?" asked Miranda slipping her hand sensuously behind the. Slowly something happened that I can still remember and see to this day... a small smile slowly crept across her face. It was like watching the sunrise as her smile softened her hard look and the grim lines around her eyes faded away.“You're kinda cute; you know that?”Now I was the one sputtering and blushing. I quickly dropped my gaze straight to my feet. This was the longest conversation I had ever had with a female I wasn't related to. I could feel the blush burning across my face. I never. Her pussy leaked.Cindy bent down and gave Bill a warm kiss on the cheek. Bill's eyes widened on her jutting young tits, so near, so hard, so round. He gripped the arm of his chair to keep from grabbing one of her luscious tits. His cock throbbed in his pants."Goodnight," Cindy purred, smiling at Ellen.Ellen and Bill said goodnight, and Bill watched his sister's lovely young ass swing sexily as she moved to the stairs. Her ass twitched excitingly as she mounted the steps. Samson followed her,.