After a few minutes Caley lifted herself up off Paul's lap. She reached between her legs and took hold of Paul. She slowly lowered herself on to Paul'... cock. I saw her face twist with a bit of pain as she waited for her arsehole to stretch to take Paul's size.I saw that as seconds passed she lowered herself further and further on to his hard pole. I could imagine what Paul was feeling. The tightness, giving away to the acceptance. The fruity aroma of her lube. The exquisite pressure enveloping. Alerting me that my master needed me. “That will be all barris, your services are not required anymore today.” I told her as i stood up and dressed myself.“Do not shower or put clothes back on for the rest of the day, and if the dogs come back let them use you for as long as they want.” I said as I walked away.I found my master waiting for me in her quarters. She was staring out the window observing our courtyard. I walked and sat down on my legs waiting for her to notice me.“Ahh. Hello slave. After torturing her for a while - gliding over nipples, up her arms, and that beautiful ass, he slid it between her legs and used it to begin teasing her already wet pussy.Once she was so close to climax that she was shaking, he smacked her inner thighs, fairly hard. As expected, she yelped and spread her legs. Kneeling at her feet, he admired the evidence of the effect he had on her. The pink, slick, swollen lips; her own juices glistening off her soft, creamy white thighs. He ran his finger. "I explained the events of the day. Again. Simon and Polly just sat and listened, for a second time. I thought it weird that no one asked any questions. I'm obviously a gifted storyteller, I thought.At the end a second, time, I was dry AGAIN. And this time I just held out the glass and said, "More beer, Kemosabe".More was forthcoming, and once Simon was sitting again, I looked at everyone and, everyone suddenly spoke at once."So this dude..." started Solomon, while Simon dropped in with, "What.