Caroline, or rather Mistress, slowly upped the ante and started insisting that Angela refer to herself as 'slut-slave' and that, as part of their sess...ons, she had to confess her 'sins', imagined or real, and always in the foulest possible language. Angela was not used to swearing and using the 'c' word was hard for her but, somehow, there was something deeply cathartic about being forced to do this and when 'slut-slave' described her 'juicy aching cunt' she wasn't lying, however much she had. Once she sat on his almost finished drawing he was working on for several weeks soaking the plans for a new building with her cunt juice."I want nooky," she demanded. Her big black patch between her legs held droplets of her juices for him to lick off. She never shaved her pussy. She had that black patch over her lips that made Myron drool when he saw her that way.Despite the fact that she ruined his hard work, he took her to bed and fucked her several times. It always began with them pleasing. "Harlen was wiping tears from his eyes as he tried to stifle his laughter. "I know, son, I saw you." He said. "Tell me, what did she say to you?"His face blushed a deep red. "She said that in about ten years, she'd see if her younger sister would come visit me and keep up a tradition in these parts." He smiled. "She said that good huntsmen who obey the ways of the wood are often rewarded with a elf-maid's company for a time." His eyes took on a dream-like state as his mind wandered far. Apparently pleased with her response, Parvati began to move her sexy teenage head farther along down his shaft, but Harry stopped her. He wanted those nighties OFF! He reached down to his little whore friend Parvati and tried to help her out of her light clothing, but had little luck. The fact her nipples were erect and sticking out hard against the fabric made him want to removed the pestering dress even more. Still trying to get her naked, she began to bob back and forth over his dick, while.