” “You now live here.Slavery is not a part time job. You don't get weekends, holidays, vacations,or days off. We will go through the possessions ...rom your apartment. Mostwill be sold or given away. Do you have any questions?” Angie's mind was still prettymuch shut down, but it was working well enough for her to understand thather previous life was over. It had been wiped away by her own actions. Whenshe had declared herself a slave, she had understood the implications. Therest of what Ben. Nothing fast or slow, but a steady rhythm of pleasure for us both. “That feels so good,” she moaned, again clutching at the bed sheets with her fingers. “That feels so fucking good!” Sarah continued to moan and groan, and directed me to go faster, then slower, then faster again. After several minutes, I held onto her hips and just remained still, letting Sarah do all the work, moving her pussy back against my hard shaft, forcefully, and with greater speed. She turned her head and looked back. His cock swelled as he fantasized about both girls taking off their bikinis and rubbing each other down with lotion. Unzipping his pants, he began to stroke himself as he looked at Sheila’s bare side and got a glimpse of her breast. Moving his gaze down to her tight little ass, he imagined himself covering it.Suddenly Sheila’s cell phone rang.“Hello?”Oscar did not let the conversation stop him from stroking. He noticed his view of her breast improved as she propped herself up on her elbows.. With each thrust my lips ravished the pleasures of Ria’s delights slurping uncontrollably. The explosion was dynamic. Miraculously we all orgasmed together. The timing could not have been better and I’d even managed to massage Mara’s magnificent cleavage in the process. We were totally fulfilled and the girls collapsed savouring these special moments together. We simply consumed the pleasure as we ravished each other. Even the girls seemed to be well satisfied, for now at least. We gradually.