. this, she had seen made. Had seen the hands of Far bring it out of discarded wood, like a child pulled from a dead mother's womb. She heard a sigh c...me from herself."The humans have a similar game. I saw some of the soldiers playing it." I saw it too," Far said. She turned to look at him. He had stopped his work, eyes on her. "One of the sets was finely carved, but the other was plain, the pieces smooth, unadorned. Almost as if worn from use." It only had one board," Catty said, frowning. "A. "Ummm, that feels good. I think I'll go find Ben and see if he's interested in stuffing something a bit bigger up my crotch." So you think I should just avoid Bradford?" asked Debbie, not sure what to say."Sure. And then find yourself someone on the team to ball. Like Ben--but I'll rip your throat out if you make a play for him. But yeah, find some guy on the team who's big and strong and ugly if anybody messes around with his chick. Bradford's not stupid. He'll leave you alone then." But we're. She had learnt also that cumming once was never enough for the Master.“Stand up!” He barked and Gaby was on her feet instantly with her legs slightly parted. Immediately the Master’s hand was between her plump thighs smearing his hand aggressively on her wet pussy lips.“Did you cum?!” His eyes were dark and aggressive as he spoke.“No, Sir!” Gaby paused. “Um no Master!” She corrected.“Well you’re fucking wet down here!” His hand smeared back and forth in her pussy smearing it with her. And enjoy every thrust of it. The question was what would she wear if he did come up. She guessed she’ll figure that out if he does come up or not. She had decided already the longer it takes him to get his ass up here the more she should tease him but she can’t decide if putting more clothes she’ll be wearing to tease the shit out of him or wearing less clothing and just telling him he can’t touch her until she says so. Steph finally decided she had laid in the buff long enough in the sun. She.