I sat there and remembered what one of them said as I was waking up on the bed. He said something, what was it. Oh yea, he said "Just as soon as her f...cking husband deposits the money, We'll knock her out again and put her back in her car. That is if she want's to go back to him, she just may decide to leave him when she finds out what he's done, if she does go back, she'll be returned the same way we found her." a voice popped up and said "oh yea, how's that?" The first guy said something that. Slowly she moved up and down on me. I was almost getting dizzy - all my blood was in my dick, not in my head. I sat down, then laid down on my back, thinking passion would overtake Sheila and she would rip off her clothes and sit on my dick, bloody pussy and all. Didn't happen. But Shiela's unbelievable blow job, and finger massages around and into my ass soon brought me close to climax."I'm almost there, I'm almost there..." Just lay there, I'll take care of things. It's OK" Here it is!!". "Yeah, I agree. Granted, it's been a very long time since I bought a wedding dress, but I was expecting a much harder hit. I even questioned the lady about the prices, but she said that she had given us a discount because of Diana's frequent business with her, and also because of all the business that Diana and Wainwright had brought her. She said she had wealthy people flying in from all over the country to buy wedding dresses from her. She seemed to be telling mostly the truth, but her. The girl lifted the jug towards Serressa's lips, offering her a drink.She almost accepted it before realising where she was and what she was,at least for the night. Slaves did not drink from containers thatMasters might drink from. She might be beaten for doing so. In thatmoment she realised just how thoroughly she herself had become immersedin the modality of a slave, and in such a short period of time too..."No, girl." She said huskily, her throat dry and tight. "Use your hand."The girl's.