?From now on, you will address me as Princess Gurley, you will not speak unless being spoken to. If you are lucky, if you are worthy enough. You will ...ain your name as slave tom. Now slave is your name, you have no name, you are nothing.? Princess Gurley barks with confidence. ?Now, eat,? the thought of dog food makes me want to vomit and Princess Gurley pushes my head into the dog bowls and speaking my ass.I try my best to eat it and getting dog food all over my face. It takes me some time to. ”“That’s not QUITE how I put it,” I chuckled. “But it does get the point across!”“Oh fine,” Clarissa huffed theatrically. “Get the log out of your own eye so you can see clearly to remove the tiny splinter from your neighbor’s eye.”“You know, I think Clarissa’s version might be more effective,” Janey laughed. “But somehow I don’t see Father Herman saying that in church!”“Glenda, did you ever go to church?” I asked.“Presbyterian when I was younger, but my parents never made us go once we turned. My 1 hand was playing with her breasts and pinching her nipples while the other 1 found it’s way under her dress and that’s when I realized that she wasn’t really wearing anything inside the whole time. We kissed a lot and I sucked at her breast from inside the trial room and was almost going to go all the way when someone knocked at the door and she said we could do everything at home. she changed back to her old clothes in front of me but she still didn’t wear the bra.She was acting. She just bent over the bed, her naked ass a firm curve, Pilates giving her body a sexy, athletic tone, melting off some of the weight being in her forties had put on her. I groaned, admiring the view.This Scott had to be punished, too. But that was for later.I grabbed Jessica's dark hair, pulling her along with me as I moved off the bed to watch. I pushed the girl to her knees. She engulfed my cock like a good slut, sucking and bobbing her mouth, her hands resting on my thighs, fingernails.