I started to figure that Lisa knew our "schedule", and was prone to taunt only when I was alone. Cool! I sensed Lisa wasn't stupid. She knew eno...gh to not "irritate" the wifey? Cool and.... Interestingly a curious situation? Was Lisa enjoying teasing this "Old fart?" And why? I'm no Brad Pitt, or Rockerfeller. "Nah. Wishful thinking" I thought. I've heard "Nympho's" exist, but never actually met one, so I put them in the same place in my mind as. Then I slowly started licking her pussy lips, it was wet and very tasty my mouth was filled with her taste within seconds, nowI could hear her moaning slowly and pressing my head against her pussy, my actions became more aggressive and the slow licking was replaced by some hard suck and fingering, this got her really hard and lift my head towards her face and said “I love you” and slowly kissed me with her soft juicy lips, in response I started sucking on her lips slowly and inserted my tongue. I was taught English too, because that made me more valuable to him. To him I wasn’t a person, just a product to be readied for sale; I hated him. The beatings I was given when I first arrived there soon had me being obedient. I was sold to a man who bought me as a gift to gain favour, he explained the man I was being given to liked to cause pain, and when tied down and hurt I should scream loudly, because this made the man happy. My fate was no longer my own, and I was unhappy about that. When. ‘No?’ Robin asked. ‘Well anyway, we’re going to take some nice pictures of you. And you’re going to obey me every word. Now show me your nice titties.’ ‘No,’ Ivy said. It looked like the dizziness had plateaued. She could barely control her limbs and her mind was all fuzzy and fogged up, but it wasn’t getting worse. She was sleepy though, she just wanted a little break, she wanted Robin to leave her alone for a moment. Robin was pulling on her bra now. Pushing the cups down until her.