No matter how well things were going, even if some of it was turning out to actually be fun, she wanted her old life back. She wanted the bastard to a... least talk to her. The longer this went on the more complicated it was going to get. Enough was enough. By Friday morning her patience was about used up. As she showered and then did her hair she went over things in her head, trying to think of ways she might convince him to end this whole thing. She decided on a floral mini-dress with a jewel. A special shopping trip for Emma. While he had planned this as part of her training, he is spurred on pursuing this from reading the last entry from Emma’s mother’s diary.“Emma, we are going shopping this morning for something for you,” he tells her as they lay in the bed cuddling.Emma can’t imagine what it would be. He has bought her so many clothes already, she hardly needs anything more. She just looks at him quizzically.He sends her for her first morning tanning and massage, which will. The room was now filled with the sounds of sex. Sam moaning, Chris breathing heavier as was Ben and both Tony ‘s and my cock making that sucking sound you get when a cock is being pumped in and out of a soaking wet hole. I filled Chris just as she orgasmed again just as Tony gave one final thrust himself and emptied another load into Sam; pulling out it was hard to believe but the guy was still hard, Chris span round and offered her pussy to him. I took the camera from Ben as he slide into his. “Maybe I’ll put in a good word for you, maybe even claim you for myself, but you gotta spend the night loving me up like I ain’t never been loved before.”“Yes mistress,” Brianna smiled. “Anything you like.”She French kissed her and sucked eagerly on her dried up flabby tits. Long into the night she continued to passionately service the old hag like she was her best lover ever. She ate out the old hag’s smelly cunt exactly the way she liked it and didn’t utter one protest when she oiled up.