"Listen, Priss, if this is one of your tricks-" When have I ever played tricks," the girl said, pulling away. "I know you're under pressure and you de...erve better than you're getting. I know you've made mistakes that could come back on you big-time. You should have put a bounty on that dog and you let it go by and now six cattle and fourteen sheep have been killed, a hen house raided, and a young man mauled to death. You could have prevented it, but you didn't, and now things are coming down. I gagged and choked and that was all it took he started cumming. He shot at least six or seven shots right down my throat. He said "Oh my god you little fucking bitch, oh my god that’s good." I love it. I love to make boys happy. I love being a fucking slut. I drained him dry, pulled him out and sent him on his way. He was so confused. He didn’t know what to do or what to think. I know he felt happy he just face fucked his friends eight year old sister.Debbie was rubbing her little cunt up and. Mistress Mary responded by saying in a sharp voice, "Don't stop,slave - continue," and she administered a hard slap to my ass. I quicklygot back to Mistress Sarah's asshole, which had been well loosened up by allthe attention I had been paying, and began pushing my tongue into her sweet-smellingcrevice. As I didthis, I felt Mistress Mary's finger began to move from stroking my ass toentering it. She rhythmically moved her finger in and out, an act thatheightened my arousal and made it difficult. Donna was nearing another climax, panting and moaning. Abruptly, Sylvie stopped her practicing and looked up. You will do that? she asked. Donna, on the verge of orgasm, looked down at her. What? That. French boys say is dirty. I released Donnas swollen lips and looked at Sylvie. She was sitting in the shallow water next to me, her slender legs spread. Her pussy lips were dark, the color of very ripe cherries, and she was fondling herself. I say is sexy, I said huskily. What it feel like? she.