He saw Peter walking very carefully down the far end, obviously making closer acquaintance with some of their work and equestrian horses. ‘Grab a sh...vel and muck the horse-shit out,’ he called out. ‘You’re not to laze around like that! Don’t know what’s got into you.’ Peter just stared at him holding his sore ribs. ‘Bull-shit,’ he spluttered, trying not to laugh. ‘Yeah. That too.’ Laughing, they strolled out into the sun. Peter did nothing during the following days but rest. He found pleasure. I walked off and my buddy started the music. Moni started to move slowly with the music and the guys started to whoop it up at this point.She had her eyes closed and was really getting into it as she began to really get into it. She removed her blouse slowly swaying to the music swinging her hips making her short skirt flip around. After minute she removed her skirt and kept dancing in her sheer white thong and see through bra, her nylon clad legs shining above her heels. She proceed to dance. “Been saving yourself for me? Good slut. Now show me your pussy.” Angela lifted her hips off the chair. “Not like that, use your fingers to spread yourself. I want to see inside.” Angela was shaking as her fingers slid down either side of her pussy and tried to pull her labia apart. Her gash was soft, pink, very wet and evidently extremely slippery. “I’m sorry, Master,” Angela said, sounding genuinely upset as her slickened-labia escaped over and over again. It was a wonderful show. “You. When Sara brings it to her mouth she opens it taking the ball into it and holding it with her teeth as Sara runs the straps to the back of her head to hold it in place. Once secured Sara runs her fingers through Ericas hair leaning in to kiss her cheek ever so sweetly before disappearing from Ericas sight once more. From her spot on the bed the servant watches not making a move or sound except with Sara had her move once more, now position between the ropes going across the bed and one of the.