" Rose Ann said laughingly. Leaning closer she whispered in my ear, "My boobs don't fit in your shirts." I'm lucky then," I replied, turning to grab R...se Ann about the waist and pulling her, squealing and laughing, to sit on my lap. Pushing my hand up her shirt, soon I was squeezing a large tit while my other hand was tickling her side to make her howl. "I get big boobs to play with and I get to keep my shirts," I told Rose Ann. Rubbing my thumb over a nipple that was getting hard, I stopping. We had barely walked thirty feet or so when weheard horrible cries of pain and suffering coming from somewhere. It wasthe sound of girls in torment - not because they were being whipped orabused in any way, but rather long drawn out cries of suffering thatmust have been going on all day.The pitiful cries were coming from three of a series of five floorgrilles beneath our feet. Despite this being the lowest level of theslave pens, there seemed to be cells set deep below the floor. Jubalordered. As I started to climb down from the truck Stan was there to giveme a hand, which was nice except for the fact that his eyes were morefocused on trying to look up my dress rather than helping me. I swearhe knew I wasn't wearing any panties."Here you go," The hostess said as she sat the four of us. My sisterand I sat next to each other while Kyle sat across from her and Stanacross from me. Stan and I had drawn the short straws and had to slideinto the deep part of the booth, a difficult task. ” She said the last slowly as to tease him, and walked back into the kitchen slowly swishing her tail. Joe turned to go up the stairs to remove his work clothing, and walked back down stairs. Emmy pulled out the two steaks she prepared for them, they were still rare and tender, the way they both liked it. And fixed there plates and sat at the table and lit the candles. Joey walked into the dining room where his love sat resting her breasts on the table to tease him. Joe quickly became hard.