She was always naked on a Friday night. The light was on and the curtains were open and the television was playing a music channel. She was sat on the...sofa, and as I entered the room, she gave me a huge smile and motioned for me to sit beside her. I brushed my fingers through her dark-red hair, kissed her, then helped her to undo my belt and pull down my trousers.She spread her legs for me – she knew I couldn’t refuse anything when faced with her beauty – and she picked up her vibrator, rubbed. Toleration extends to allowing alcohol to be sold to foreign workers in the country, though only within their company compounds. Women are even taught to read and write, at least in some harems.Of course, these facilities are not all available to all the population, but for all those who matter, the better families, they are taken for granted. A field slave might not benefit from all of them, but the medical services ensure that a slave no longer has to be put down if an over-enthusiastic owner. I could granny's wet pussy too. I could smell both womens pussy. I watched as Joe pushed his finger into granny's pussy, then another and another and started to work them in and out. I did the same to Maggie, three fingers in and out. Maggie reached down and moved her hand across her pussy and was rubbing it. I pulled my fingers out and smelled them. Maggie pulled me on top of her and guided my little dick into her cunt. It slid easily into her. It was the most wonderful feeling. I got as deep. I don't give orders well. I like it when he takes control – even if it means that I get my ass whipped." So am I," Henrietta admits. "I love it when a guy ties me up, whips me, and fucks the shit out of me. But, I am also tired of Sam fucking other guys. So, every time he does I beat his ass. It's either that, or I kick the fucker out. You should do the same to your hubby." Tell you what," she adds. "When I get home I will email you some pictures of our hubbies sucking and fucking each other..