He squeezed, and Marie felt cool water rush into her mouth. She drank greedily from it, suddenly realizing how thirsty she was. Sweat and sex filled h...r nostrils, the dehydration the only real way she had of knowing how long she’d been masturbating. ‘Good slave girl,’ Master cooed into her ear as she suckled at the water bottle, ‘so obedient, knowing you obey and knowing that obedience is pleasure.’ She barely even noticed the words, the lingering haze of the drugs and the sleepy afterglow left. ?? ??????????? Almost,when Sabine walked towards the high, windowless chamber in the rear of theguardhouse, almost they stopped her.? Shewas young; sixteen was barely old enough to accompany patrols, and this was afar more serious thing.? She was a woman;the nest of virtues, of goodness, of redemption.? She was Sabine, like a daughter to them all,or some tomboy sister.? But she was not that.? A look into her eyes and her fellow Guardsstepped aside.? Something within her hadbroken, crumbled. I pull him close and rub his prick with it. I giggle as he groans and leans into what is still there of my leg, just above where the knee was. I caress him with it and feel him stiffening even more. I look up at him as he leans down and kisses me, grabbing my round ass and humping my stub. His hand touches my leg and then he gently, but eagerly, runs his fingers over it.His hand finds my panties, creeps a finger around the edge, and begins feeling my wetness. I want whatever he has for me. He. I opened a bottle of wine and chatted with them briefly before retiring to our bed.Later, I was able to check on them though a screened window near my pillow and noticed that eventually she was on his lap in a lounger. They were making out like teenagers. I could see one of Peter's hands moving under her sweatshirt and becoming familiar with her breasts. The other was rubbing her considerable and delectable ass. The fire burned down and they came into the camper. I feigned sleep and heard Joan.