.. how can I wear it in public. What will I do?" "Your Master bought this dress, Yes?" "Yes Madam." "Then you will wear it when and where you are ...old to do so." "Yes Madam," Brenda said as she looked down. "My dear you look stunning in all three of these dresses. My god, in this dress you will make men faint and women will be green with envy. Don't you understand? Your Master wants to show off his beautiful slave. There are much worse things you know. Would you prefer to be ignored? And. You've fucked all of us. You've had Dad fuck us too. Please, oh please!! Just let us go!" Ashley begged as she felt the man's cock twitch inside her heat, releasing spurt after spurt of his scalding jism. At last he pulled out, flipping Ashley onto her back and watching with satisfaction as his cream-pie of seed glistened between her delicate cunt lips. "Mmm. Look at that. Absolutely beautiful. Now, where were we?"Tracie was kneeling on the floor next to Darrell's chair, and the father's. He would make a gift of her to his lover, Julia. She needed a new plaything and Julia loved nothing better than to watch innocence be corrupted. He stepped behind her and ran his hands lightly over her beautiful ass. She inhaled sharply as he reached her exposed sex. The slave dealer had shaved her so that her charms would be clearly visible. He traced his finger lightly over her puckered anus, then smoothed over her moist outer lips. As they parted, wetness spilled out to coat his fingers and. I ran my hand across both buns a couple times telling her how nice her ass felt. I then slipped my middle finger in her crack. She took her other hand and reached around her own back and pressed my hand deep into her crack. I wiggled my finger to get it deeper and when I felt what I figured was her rosebud under her thong strap, she stopped walking and moved her ass against my hand saying, “Oh sweetie, that feels so good. Oh yes, push a little harder.” I push harder and could definitely tell I.