She had been about to copy Denise, and hang it up on the other end of the curtain rod, when she realized that her butt would show too. "We could make ...ne up!" How about twenty questions?" said Dick, trying to get things back to normal. "We used to play that all the time. Or 'I'm thinking of an animal', or something like that."Denise cocked her head. "That was fun, when I was little. Why not? It beats just sitting around looking at the walls."Dave held a half hysterical laugh in by pure force of. I pushed her up and off of me, much to her surprise and rolled her right onto her back on my coffee table. “I wanna see those big titties flop as I fuck you,” I growled before stabbing back into her womb.She shrieked in pleasure as I started to really fuck her hard and pounded her ass into the hard cold table making those tits of hers giggle up and down. Then she took a deep breath and I could tell she started cuming. So I bucked up hard a few more times to try and reach the very. She found herself looking at his face. She'd done that a hundred times over the last six months they'd worked next to each other, but this was like seeing him for the first time. She realized his eyes were blue, something she'd never noticed before. His face reflected a bewildering combination of shock and delight. She thought the shock must be a reflection of how she felt her own face must look. The delight made a ball of warmth surge in her abdomen."You really are beautiful," said Randy. "I'm. Her smooth mound -- permanently depilated, like the rest of her. Soft, satiny, almost shiny in the moist air. The slave crouched on the floor, drying between her toes, even as she stood. Then, finished, he folded the towel, held it close against his chest, and knelt, awaiting further orders."Stand, vomit," Mistress Black said. She rarely used his slave name, except when she was about to punish him. Of course, he knew why. "Extend your hands, fingers out." He set the towel near the bathtub, and.