It was a lot of work, milking thirty horses. Now be a good cumslut and do your job.”Master produced the little vibrator on a strap and tied it behin... Fred’s balls. He took his seat and then signaled for Clara to open the taps on the bottles. The first bottle started emptying into Fred’s bumhole quite quickly. Fred was sweating and looked a little disturbed.“If you finish, the gag will be removed immediately.” said Master.Immediately Fred began to drink, he felt disgust, but his cock got stiffer. I bet she was dripping after I played with her nipples. Just ready for me to enter her.“You're not a slut, Mom,” I said as I slid down her body. My cock dragged down to her brown bush and pushed her pubic hair out of the way. The curls didn't spring all the way back into place, my cock blazing a path through her tangled thatch. “I bet dad never has gone down on your pussy. He's never eaten you, or made you cum. But I will. I've watched enough porn. I know how to do this, Mom.”It was important. "If we go to the mall and we do get changed into girls, you better know how to use your girl bits just in case," said Sam.Dennis stripped ignoring Sam and soon got out a Jockey brief. She quickly pulled the brief on and from the waist down he changed back to male. Sam started to giggle at him, He felt his manhood and he got a strange tingle in his breasts. He had a real funny expression as he felt one of his hardened nipples. Sam gave him a T-shirt and said put this on. Dennis put on the. Although the ‘Helena’ web-site could obviously be accessed from any computer, the secret to the site’s success lay in the back-up files on the punters and prospects and, rather than just hand over all those files to Staci, it had been suggested they both work from Rachel’s place until Rachel had fully stopped being ‘Helena’. Rachel had now built herself a new ‘respectable’ life away from ‘Helena’, however, she still felt a certain obligation toward some of the punters and still found time to.