I am back to kissing your lips, your neck, your breasts, I am sucking on one, and squeezing, pulling, and twisting the other. I move further down your...body, but all the time keeping both hands on your breasts, when I start getting near your pussy, the sweet smell is intoxicating, as soon I reached your pussy, I find you are still drenched. Your juices are running down your ass, and there is already a wet spot on the bed. I buried my face in your pussy, pushing my tongue deep in. Then, I felt her hands move to my hips and I ‘twerked’ my bottom against the front of her jeans. I immediately bent my upper body at the torso and pushed back against her. I could feel at least a hundred desirous eyes on me, but again, the moment was only about me and her.It was getting hot in the club and I could feel a bit of sweat on my body. Even over the thumping house music, I could hear her little moans and grunts. She turned me around and we faced each other. She could see the hungry,. "All we'll do tonight is get to know each other better. Tomorrow I'll slip on out of here and you can tell them whatever you want." Okay," he said. He sounded tired."I need a shower," she said. "Can you go find us something to munch on tonight? And some drinks maybe? My keys are on the table. Can you drive a car with that leg?" Go take your shower," he said. "You have an automatic. I'll be fine."Once she was naked, in the shower, with water cascading against her skin, she knew she'd have to. We went inside and Josh formally handed me his check. I formally conveyed ownership of my daughter, the slave girl, the piece of fuck meat, formerly known as Wendy to her new Master.Josh took my advice and switched his new slave in front of me. He made her cry and I did nothing. He switched her breasts and made her squeal in pain. Slave wendy was well trained enough to know that I would not interfere with how a slave girl was used by her Master.Josh restrained her in a frame and pulled her legs.