Any remaining errors belong solely to the author, because she can’t stop tweaking things. This work has only been posted to literotica.com and shoul... not be found anywhere else. – – – – – – – – – – Kara finished her laps around the track and maintained her pace as she headed for the sidewalk. Her legs really wanted to slow down but it felt good to push herself just a little harder. The November air was already cool, keeping her comfortable during her run. The great trees lining her street made. She did. We then entered a booth and I put the tokens in and we started to watch the movie it was a blonde getting throat fucked by a black guy. Just as we were ready to,play a cock. Appeared through the hole on the left and then one on the right. I said to her get messy. She knelt and stated sucking one and grabbed the other and started to stroke him and she was gagging on the one she pulled back off the cock and 3 ropes of cum plastered Fer face and hair and dropped on her tots. The other guy. A slave doesn't merit a glass. A slave doesn't have the luxury of dignity. A slave just drinks what she's given. Jessica was playing it perfectly.When Jessica rose to go to the washroom, after an hour of drinking, Katherine was thankful for the timing. It did present the spectacle of her being led to the washroom on a leash, but she had consumed close to half a bottle by her own estimation, which made walking a bit of a tricky matter. She also needed to pee quite badly.In the luxurious washroom. He stopped short as he reached for the door knob. At first he thought she was hurt but he soon realized that those sounds were not sounds of pain. Silently, he peeked through the crack in the door. There was Susan, sitting naked at his computer with the web site he'd been looking at last night open. He could see her reflected in the mirror on the opposite wall. He had scoffed when she had placed the mirror there but she had insisted that if he was going to sit with his back to the door that the.