” “That would be part of the duties of a sex slave.” Kate said, “I need to start dinner for Roger and you because he will be home in about an ...our.” Francine said, “I will help you if you let me know what to do.”When Roger got home he had to use the bathroom but when he came out and was two beautiful women working in the kitchen only one of them was his wife. Kate said, “Roger I would like to introduce you too Francine who has volunteered to be our sex slave.” Roger said, “You both are. “Well then, I guess you don’t mind if I show it around?”“You wouldn’t do that! You better NOT do that!” Sara glared.“Or what?” smiled Cliff. Sara didn’t answer. He knew she didn’t have an answer!“Look missy, here’s the deal. Unless you want me to post this video, with your car and tag number, to every damn porn site on the internet, you need to let me have a closer look at that bush. You understand me?”“Nooo, please don’t” Sara pleaded.Cliff just looked at her and smiled. “Oh fuck”, thought. "Connie will be along pretty soon. We had a kind of wild little party last night and she has a slight hangover."Mavis sat down at the kitchen table, aware of a tight, nervous feeling, a fluttering tension in her womb. Had she been right? Had the Quentins and the Carts had a little swap party last night? Would she and Phil have been invited if Phil hadn't been in Wyoming on an insurance case? The thought was naughtily exciting and frightening at the same time. Phil, on the telephone, had given. He stood in front of me and told me to open my mouth. He put his cock in my mouth and grabbed my head. He was pumping his cock in my mouth for what seemed like forever (probably only a minute) before he held my head all the way down and began moaning and then started cumming in my mouth. I was not expecting this warm gooey liquid squirting into my mouth, so I started gagging but he told me to swallow it. It had a weird taste to it, a little salty but not over powering. I actually enjoyed the.