She didn’t call me “weird worm.”As Mistress Sam, accompanied by Master Jeremy, walked through the kitchen she said, “Slaves will eat in the ki...chen.”“As you wish,” cheryl replied. The rest of us said, “Yes, Mistress,” more or less in unison.Mistress Tracy walked through a few seconds later. “Puddy tat,” she said, “bring four cups of coffee out to the table. Don’t forget the cream and sugar.”“Yes, Mistress,” puddy replied as she hurriedly filled four cups of coffee and set them on a tray.Slave. She did a few poses, flexing her massive arms, then turning around to give him a breath taking view of her perfectly formed deltoids. Paul by now had a hardon you could have driven nails with, and the bulge in the front of his pants was easily seen through his dungarees. Quin licked her lips with obvious lust at the sight of the outline of Paul's hard member, her own hands gliding up and pinching her already hard nipples. “Ever been fucked by a muscled woman, Paul?” she purrs “I have muscles. Slowly and gently I began to move my hips, sliding Rocky’s cock in and out of my wet pussy, wanting it to last. We could hear with each thrust, my juices flowed over his cock. My hard nipples were pressed against his chest, exciting him more to move with me.Our moans were louder, breathing was heavier. My son quickly began to thrust deeper into my cunt. As he did, I screamed with such pleasure and passion, wanting so much more.“Oh, Rocky, fuck me hard and cum with me!”“Oh, mom, I want to fuck. “I’ve got an idea,” Colin said, “a few of my mates have been down here to fuck Edna, one of them has got a big German Shepherd, if l could arrange it, would you be interested?”“I’m sure we would,” Tom replied, “l’ll give you a call when l think she’s ready and we can set it up.”In the mean time, Steve and Peter had released Ella and were supporting her as she staggered on wobbly legs. The front of her tummy and her breast were showing red marks and scratches from where the rough bark of the log.