” I cum at that point, I cum without my dick being touched. “You naughty boy,” Sara whispered, “You will have to sit in your own cum now, fo... the rest of the night.” Sara returned to the bed and her lover, and for the next thirty minutes she cried out loud, “Fuck me deeper, harder,” and, “Oh God, oh fuck, oh God.” I guess Doug had cum as he screamed, “Here I cum baby,” and “I fucking love you.” Suddenly it went quiet for a minute or two. There was just the sound of kissing and faint. Her breathing stayed the same. She was on her back with her legs slightly parted. Access, this time, was easier. I decided to go straight to the heart of the matter. I felt her soft pussy hairs under my fingers and went right for her clit. I rubbed her clit and felt it respond to my touch. The snoring continued. How could she sleep through this? If someone touched my cock, which was now very hard, in the middle of the night, I would wake up immediately! My fingers continued on and down until I. "Yeah," Karen replied."You, ahhh--you know what sort of place this is, don't you?" the redhead asked."Oh, sure. It's a dyke joint," said Karen.The redhead, whose name was Cindy, had blinked at that open admission, then smiled."You don't look like a lesbian," she said."I'm not," Karen said.Cindy looked disappointed."I guess you are, though, huh?" Karen asked."Well--yeah," Cindy confessed.Karen had raised her glass and sipped, her white teeth clicking on the rim and the tip of her tongue sliding. “There are lotions that girls use to try to keep our skin smooth and soft and I wash regularly” she said with her eyes downcast.“Maybe I will get you some of those lotions when I get to my plantation. In the meantime, you will wash that body everyday with the soap and water provided and keep it clean for your Master.”“Yes Master.” She wanted to be clean but she hated the fact that he would get enjoyment from it since he now owned her.“You will also use those cleaning supplies to clean this.