Mein bilkul heroine ke jese lag rahi thi. Suman ne room me aa kar mujhe heel pehan kar chalna sikhaya or bataya kese ladkon se baat karte hai. Agle di... jab mein short dress, high heels pehan kar class gayi to sab mujhe dekh kar heran hooey, Ladko ke to lun khade ho gaye. Mujhe maza aa raha tha, sab ki attention mujhe mil rahi thi. Mene raat ko suman ko bataya. Suman meri desperation samajh gayi or us ne pucha ke kyat um ne kabhi sex kiya hai.Maine bataya ke nahi kiya par mein karna chahti hoon.. Elana had already broken the news to Mary Beth of the impending arrival, who pleaded again for mercy, which was simply ignored. At this point the male slaver announced the branding. The slavers had brought no clothing for her to wear, she would be transported naked. She would remain collared and chained in the holding cell until the branding was complete.At this point Mary Beth’s wrists and ankles were unrestrained, prompting her to briefly struggle against the branding, however the masked. 5 inches, I said okay don't mind me, go ahead get started, my hubby turned on the laptop he had hooked up to the TV and started the slide show of my photos ranging from clothed, swimsuit, underwear, naked to me sucking cock and being fucked by my hubby and other men.The guys all sat down and started to rub their cocks getting them hard, I sat on the bed watching them a photo came up of me in red silk panties, I said oh I was wearing them today, Eddie asked if he could touch them and jack off in. My eyes fell closed at the power of it."Does that feel good?" She asked me.I could barely answer, "So...so good, yess..." My hips were swaying with her. Sexual pleasure surged with each stroke of her fingers over my clit. She pushed a finger up inside me. I could feel her nails, gently scr****g my cervix, then pulling back across my g-spot. I gasped as she pushed in and out, thrusting into me with increasing intensity.“Oh…my god….” I uttered, a sort of meditation. She continued driving into me,.