"Well, they may not be the nicest things to look at, and they may not be as soft and comfy as the clothes you're used to wearing. But you'll never hav... to worry again about what you want to wear, and you'll never have to worry about whether your clothes will help you fit into the group you're in. When you're wearing a set of those fatigues, Licker, anybody will be able to tell you're a slave from a mile away. They're practical, and they're distinctive."My boys will be waiting at the farms to. "Her brother answered with a kind of strangled okay, and Jean smiled wickedly over a bare shoulder as she led the way back into the house, her small but shapely ass swinging seductively from side to side. Lorena followed them, thinking that she couldn't have done better than to bring those two together, Jean was always talking about how she was just about insatiable, that she loved to screw, and Glynn was getting started right.But Lorena always knew what might have been a faint flash of. With the dogs cock drilling deep into my cunt again, I moaned and cried climaxing again and again. My sex ached and swelled feeling the sensation of the Rottweilers penis pumping into it. I was overwhelmed at how deep the dog penetrated me. He pounded into me a few more times. I could feel the thickness of his hot flesh pushing past my cunt lips and spreading me open. The dogs cock spurted more of its warm seed into me as he continued ramming it into my pussy. I let the dog pull away from me. “Now tuck in and we’ll talk.”Seeing no real need to not play by Merlin’s rules I simply helped myself as did the others to various dishes set out before us.“Now I believe you have something of mine,” Merlin began between sipping his wine.“Finders keepers,” Morgana murmured as she nibbled a canape.“Indeed, however I propose an exchange. I give you something you want and in return you hand over my errant journeyman,” Merlin replied.“What could you possibly have that we want?” Roxanne asked.