I’m yours. I’m yours at last, your woman, and I couldn’t imagine being happier than this. I belong to you. That’s all that I could ever ask fo..., Jack. It’s everything that I’ve ever truly desired, and now my parents can’t break us up anymore, nor can Lisa. Truth be told, while I believe in the Confederacy and wanted to save those lives, I had a more selfish motive. I wanted to collect enough favors in the Confederacy to end up right where I am now ... in your household.“Nor do I even care about. "I have an itch deep inside, that I think only that--" she nods at my cock, "-- will scratch."I realized that I was nearly back to full mast, stepped up to her. I slid my cock up and down her crack, until she reached between us, and positioned me at the entrance to her hole. I reach around her body, and grabbing both nipple rings, I pull her into me as I thrust forward. A loud scream rent the air, and her whole body seemed to clamp down. I was afraid I'd hurt her. "Holly fuck, that's huge.. "I'm just coming to that," Miss Gloria said.She looked at me. "Now, one more thing about our contract," she said.I braced myself. That damn contract kept coming up for discussion."I don't think it's complete," Miss Gloria said."What do you mean?" I said."Well, it specifies hours and duties, but it doesn't address a personalservices section. I think we should include those." Personal services?" Right. Like if I want you to get a stain out of my gray skirt, that'sa personal service. If I want you. “Hurry up and go and shower” she instructed April, “then put on the slutty outfit I have left on thebed for you” – “What’s going on?” asked April – “Never mind just go and do what I told you”replied her sister “and hurry because Sam will be here soon”.In April’s room even more lingerie was laid out on the bed with a short, short cheerleader skirt, awhite blouse, white socks, black shoes and a blonde wig.After a quick shower April dressed as instructed and her sister helping her put on the wig.