John’s face turned to more of a puzzled look, “What can I do for you Stacee?”“Oh, sorry, my mind was thinking about something ...lse for a moment. I finished entering the data from the files you needed.”“Oh great! I can wrap that up, and get onto the next project.” John replied.“Sounds good. Let me know if you need anything else. I’ll be working on the piles of paper work on my desk.” Stacee said as she moved to exit his. ??I can’t imagine a more perfect gift,? he said. At this point, he was gliding in and out of his slave’s body, fully impaling her with each stroke. Fait would gasp each time the cock was fully embedded and then would shudder each time he slowly withdrew it.?I agree,? said Jill. She had turned her attention to the delectable breasts that swayed beneath the slave. She still couldn’t get over how her daughter’s perfect body had become even more perfect and desirable. It was almost as if she. But she was interested. She had read a lot about it from an early age, medical books and so on, and later from trashy best-sellers and some romances. She had even gotten hold of some hard-core pornography, and she liked it, except for the language. Her mother got the idea that Lucy was sleeping with a couple of the fellows she dated — especially one of them whom her mother didn’t approve of, and whom Lucy only dated a second time because her mother didn’t approve of him. He did pick her up. He then put a smaller window of Sylvia's live video stream in the corner of his monitor and started to go over the E-mails he had received. It seemed like he already had received some feedback from his inquiries about those girls and started to read them.He first read the E-mail about Sofia. It seemed like she had managed to finish night school, because she had done double shifts on the days when she didn't have school, so she could be free on the days when she took lessons. He forwarded this.