As a reward for their good behavior thus far, Jim gave a small glass of wine to each pet. By the time dinner was ready his pets were fully awake.The g...rls ate quietly, especially Cindy. Jim asked, "My pets, what's bothering you? Do you feel ill?"Trina said, "No Sir. We're fine."Cindy agreed. "Nothing is wrong, Sir."Using a harsher and louder voice, Jim asked again. "Cindy, what is bothering you? Answer me now!"Cindy, with a single tear on her cheek, softly asked. "Sir, Sandra's dead, isn't. Everyone masturbates, so we ignore it. Since you first met her, she has gone beyond rubbing herself under the covers. Almost any chance she gets her covers are kicked off, gown discarded, she doesn’t care who sees her naked body or watches her go at it. Her poor roommate had to move to another room when little Miss Princess started cursing loudly each time she approached her orgasm. Yesterday you became the star attraction in her fantasies. If you can put up with her, we want to see if you can. She leaned forward and told him to lightly lick and bite on her left breast and nipple. John obeyed her orders and then she switched to her right breast. Megan’s nipples were hard and erect and he drew his teeth gently across them, biting harder only as he felt Megan’s pussy spasm. Finally, after riding him for about fifteen minutes, Megan fell onto his body, both bodies now slick with a light coating of sweat and her hips began an uncontrollable movement up and down. Megan let out a deep cry. Ramirez sure as hell didn’t mind it, either. Whatever hero-worship complex these girls had internalized ever since the rescue six months ago, he was MORE than fine with it. In fact, he still marveled at his good fortune.Six months ago, Ramirez had thought he was opting for just another mission, just another payday. And now? Now he had three fine pussies to warm his bed, night after night. Three girls who’d grown emotionally attached to him, too. Three girls who craved his dominance in a way.