She gently lapped at the fingers, all the while staring at Janet. When she had finished, Janet again dropped her hands to Diane's sides andresumed her...slow massage. She leaned down to whisper in Diane's ear as herhands slowly dropped to Diane's crotch. Janet pulled her closer and began toslowly fondle the helpless woman. "You may speak when spoken to. Who owns you? " she heard. "You own me" Dianeheard herself reply automatically. "Are you my cow? The voice asked. "Yes,I am your cow". "How many. What’s best for sandwiches? – Chicken salad, they all like that. Some without onion. Madame, nodding at Frances – doesn’t like them. Maybe some peanut butter. And some cheese and tomato. I’m just making breakfast for the littlies now, we can have ours when Melanie surfaces. She’s nodded off again? – Yes, how I envy her the ability to do that. – You have to learn when you breastfeed constantly for four years. Presently Melanie joined them, bright as the morning, and the adults ate together. A PGS Lieutenant, followed by an outraged Barati, appeared in the entrance and nodded to the trooper by the shuttle hatch.As the Queen emerged from the shuttle so did Trudie from the building entrance. Approaching the Queen, Trudie stopped and curtsied."My, you did that so gracefully," the Queen managed to stifle a giggle."I am a bit out of practice, Your Majesty" Trudie grinned in reply, and, falling into step alongside the Queen, muttered "She isn't here yet, about twenty minutes.'"Well, I. When Ben was as hard as rigid steel, I turned over and he began to tongue my ass, tasting the lube along with my perfume that always turned him on. My unmanly excuse of a penis was dripping more and more as his saliva ran down my ball sack and mixed with my precum before dropping onto my thighs. As the heat from the fire warmed our bodies, I sat upon my knees and moved back on to Ben's tool as he embraced me and kissed my neck. I could feel his cock-head press against my dainty boi-hole. I.