At the time, she didn’t think that any girl would want to be a slave but she realized now that she was a natural slave and it had taken the whipping...by the Massa to make her accept her station in life. Now that she had fully submitted to his will, every day was one of pleasure meeting all of his cooking and cleaning needs and pleasing his cock. She had never been so happy. She loved her Massa!Peaches was also proud of the fact the her Massa had paid 6 pounds to buy her. At the time, Brianna. Just recalling the picture you made had almost as powerful an effect on me as actually seeing you like that did. But no, of course I don’t mind, I’ve had my treat, give Steve his. But you said you were still sore from last night?’ She giggled shyly then explained. ‘I don’t really expect it to matter too much tonight Roger. But just in case I’ve been putting plenty of cream on myself during the day.’ ‘I’ll be amazed if he doesn’t make a move – and even more amazed if you rebuff him.’ ‘Fair. One hot summer night we were both home when a brief, intense summer thunderstorm knocked out electricity out. Sitting in the dark house with the windows open in the humid hot air, we pulled a bottle of orange juice out of the refrigerator and began mixing screwdrivers with a bottle of vodka left in the cabinet. As the heat and humidity built, we decided to go outside and to cool off in a small plastic wadding pool left behind from the previous homeowners. With a few glasses of our drink, we. Tim began kissing back towards her neck, having reached the edge of her collar bone. As he retraced his way back, kissing more skin and tickling her neck with his goatee he moved his left hand down to her side, pushing his hand under her shirt to rub the skin directly on her side, feeling her warm body with his touch. His mouth continued its journey towards the middle of her neck, finally reaching the hollow of her throat, nibbling on her delicious skin as she began to writhe in his arms.After.