He tells me to lick it up and I quickly do.When the silver is done, it's time for lunch and I go to the slaves table where we get the household's brea...fast leftovers. Master doesn't believe in wasting food. I don't mind though and I don't hear anyone else complaining. We've all heard the stories about some houses where slaves only get one meal a day. Master is good to us so we eat gratefully our first of two meals for the day. We are allowed fifteen minutes to eat and clean up, no excuses, and. Her body spasmed. Her knees trembled. Her thighs quivered. She exhaled sharply. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She gurgled something unintelligible. Her left foot cramped—painfully. And then, the tension drained from her, as she exhaled sharply once, twice, three times.Dismounting was difficult. Heather was exhausted from the orgasm she had just experienced, her foot was in extreme pain, and her knees were still trembling. Yet, somehow, she managed to flop down next to Carol.Both women. “May I?” I asked my now very sweaty wife who lay on the floor, cum dripping out from inside of her and onto the floor.“You may,” she answered, smiling and pulling me close. “Let’s cum together.”I had never felt my wife so wet before in all our days of lovemaking. I knew that this was due to all the sperm inside her, of course, but it felt great, and much much warmer than usual. Something about going last also made me feel a bit like the “chosen one” which I also found to be a great turn on and,. While I was explaining frequently I found her hand nearing my cock. I didnat think of it as anything at first but slowly she slid nearer to me. It was making me really aroused and my cock was bulging in my tight jeans. She was staring right at my erection and that was making me uncomfortable. At last when she saw that I wasnat goina to grab her and fuck her like hell she tried to seduce me by fondling with her huge tits. My eyes stuck at her boobs and she said come letas have some fun. We were.