His bitter sweet taste.. his masculinesmell.As usual, less than a minute later, Ray was knocking the man's door. WhenJeff opened, the boy found someth...ng really different. There was a girlinside, lying on the edge of the man's extra-sized bed! Lights on! Jeff wasgrinning! His red tie, and the first few top buttons of his shirt wereundone!Ray got in, alternating his look between Jeff and the beautiful lady. "Yes,Sir", said Ray. Jeff stepped toward his slave, commanding him to "get on"his. How could this be happening, she cursed herself. And why was she being aroused by his attention while she was repulsed by what he was doing? Disgusted with herself for becoming aroused by him, she still tried to push him back away from her, but he was too strong for her. Holding her tightly against his body, Justin explored her mouth with his tongue as his need for her became unbearable.Suddenly, he released her and pulled back away from her."Oh Thank you, God," Susan blurted out as she saw. She took my head into her hands and pushed me down body, not even letting me suck on her nipples. I did not care, because I knew where she wanted me to go,I could smell the sweetness of her sex, I could tell that she ate a lot of sweet snacks and a lot of fruit as well. She smelled like pineapple, my favorite fruit.I decided to tease her first, and just kissed the areas were her thighs met her crotch, and I could feel her move her hips in order to get my exploring lips onto those of her virgin. Robert’s mother convincingly said it was their daughter’s rebellious attitude that caused her kind and good son to lose his temper and beat her, and it was her resistance to fulfilling her wifely duties that caused him to drink.Ignoring treatment for her they took her with them to their home in Ruidoso, New Mexico, near the Mescalero Apache Indian Reservation. Here her ‘husband’ and his parents kept her as a slave for more than a year. She had to do all the housework for him and his parents who.