Julia pulled her face away from mine and stared at my chin when she whispered, "Master?" Her question obvious, I was rock hard and inside her body - h...r pleasure could not interrupt my own, I was the Master. She wanted to be allowed to continue and did not understand why I stopped her."Shhh... quiet Little One," my pet name for her, "I'm enjoying this moment." Julia lay her head upon my chest, directly over my heart and never moved.A small knock came to my door.It was fucking busier in here. She knew the shoe would fit and although she longed to escape her wretched life she was ambivalent about being the prince’s bride. Perhaps though she would become friends with the princess, assuredly so, they would be related, they would love each other, she would be able to serve her in any way the princess desired.Emboldened, she slid the shoe effortlessly onto her dainty little foot. The prince’s men seemed genuinely impressed now and took her kindly away to the royal carriage. She could. He was a good friend, after all. She got up, slipped a jacket over her T-shirt, and headed out the door, headed for Greg’s cabin. When she got there, she could hear the TV playing, so she knocked on the door. Greg thought he heard knocking. He opened his eyes and realized he was sitting in his recliner in front of the TV, and that it was nearly dark. The knocking continued. ‘Greg? Are you home?’ a feminine voice called. Greg recognized Fran Martin’s voice. He got out of the chair, made sure his. . I don't know..." He put his cock in her pussy as he kept fingering her asshole. She started bucking as the rhythm increased. "Are you ready for more?" he finally asked. She groaned, but somehow managed to say, "Yesssss." He moved his cock to her asshole and plunged in, then began pumping for all he was worth. She was going 'unnnghh' over and over again, then shaking as she climaxed. As soon as Hap had started, another guy tied her left wrist to the top of the bed. When he had finished,.