By the time she was finished with the prayers, it was dinner time. Dinner was a quiet affair for the women. Iweko, her mother-in-law and Amiko sat at ...he dinner table which had a screen cutting across the table. This screen separated the men from the women and as Iweko and her mother-in-law lowered their veil to take dinner, the screen prevented the men from seeing their faces. In fact, her husband told Iweko that it has been years since he saw her mother’s face. Iweko only hoped that she could. Her cock was hard and throbbing in my hand. I masturbated her in time to Mark’s thrusts. Christine lifted her head to the sky and long keening groans came from her throat. She noisily wailed into her orgasm. Mark grunted and groaned. The muscles in his backside clenched. He emptied in long slow deep thrusts. Kat’s cock spurted over her belly. Christine and Mark remained locked together for some time before parting. Both lay back on their towels side by side in recovery. For a long time no one. Go see Jim," she said, "you aren't here to see me."As he left to go upstairs she looked him up and down from behind, smiledand kind of bit her lip.I couldn't believe how much my mother was babbling. I guess Jake has thesame effect on her too.She turned to look at me and said, "Oh, what has your brother put on younow?" It's just a leash mother," I said, not wanting to get Jim into trouble"I really don't mind it." No," she said, "I don't want you on a leash with all those men around."All the boys. She was tight and unused, her expression was sour as if she disdained of intercourse. But the slave had left her moist enough to use."Madam we are here to have sex and, your body will do me fine," I told her.I gripped her buttocks, they were cold like her persona; I thrust into her for my own enjoyment letting a finger tickle her anus; she writhed, trying to break free of me, I pushed her back against the wall and thrust harder. Turning my head to look at her husband, he smiled at my.