She still seemed too good to be true but he had run out of time to investigate matters further before his father's return. Despite his misgivings, Mar...k really could not fault the girl - he had deliberately kept Alexa with Véronique in his room at night, correctly assuming they would form a strong slave bond. He allowed himself a tiny smile as he recalled being disturbed from sleep by Véronique's helpless squeals of rapture as Alexa played enthusiastically with her sister-slave in the furs. The pain mixed with pleasure almost brought me to my knees. I was in convulsions, shaking with my pussy juice dripping down my taut thighs.Then she plunged her tongue as far as she could deep into the cavity of my pussy and she started slapping my clit even harder, almost to the extent of a painful spanking. Making me squirm against the wall with pleasure and pain. She continued to slap my oversensitive clit, and she must have realized that I was enjoying it immensely. So she stopped tongue. “Hope,” he said.With a deep sigh, “Jack,” she whispered.Without notice, his lips aggressively met hers in a deep passionate kiss. She felt the passion flow through her whole body, she wrapped her arms around his neck and let herself go.The room exploded with desire and an urge neither one of them could control. When he finally broke their kiss, his lips traveled down her neck like a hungry wolf ready to devour. She tilted her head back to give him free access. Her hands tangled in his hair. His trousers landed at his feet as he stepped out of them. His huge erection was prodding my buttocks as he turned me round to face him. I moved closer and kissed him lightly, feeling his erect cock slip along my smooth slit. His hands were on my buttocks as he kneaded them lightly. He grabbed my buttocks and spread them, revealing my wet slit and puckered pink ring to my husband. The head of Neil's cock was sliding back and forth, coming in and out of view for my husband. My husband had a look.