Only when looking closely at Catherine, when her face was unmade, was it possible to come to the conclusion this pair could well be mother and daughte..., rather than sisters, or perhaps around the eyes of Catherine, which along with those of her daughter, were now cast to the floor in the manner required of them.For these two beauties were by now fully trained in the art of subservience demanded by their effective ‘owner’ Peter Harris.To Speak only when spoken to and to look only when told to. With his other hand, he was kneading her tits, and then he moved his hand lower until his fingers felt the warmth between her legs. Despite herself, she was very wet, and when the man felt this he commented that she must be be quite the slut if she was so turned on. Meanwhile, her driver looked on half horrified, half aroused. The an held her wrists above her head, and used his free hand to slide the tip of his hard cock against the wet slit between her legs. Involuntarily, she let out a moan,. How else do you intend for me to get there in time to make a reading before the energies fade?"The Guildmaster waved his hand dismissively. Q'yros fell silent, but gripped the staff like a vise. "And just how do you expect to target it?" Q'ixanna demanded."What does this have to do with anything, Guildmaster?" Answer my question! How will you target it?" As I have told you -- several times -- the Portal has occurred outside the Manor of Overlord Gronnus D'yoran. I need only have him agree to. I gasped, startled, and then caught my breath.She was wearing the cream-colored camisole and g-string panties that I'd seen drying earlier in the front room. Her tits stretched the top invitingly, a pair of the most gorgeous tits I'd ever seen. Kristy's cunt was barely covered by the thin flap of material which formed the crotch of the silky panties, and the lace was see-through enough that nothing was hidden."Well, well," smiled Kristy. "Taking a little break?"She looked me over the same way.