They also did intricate dance routines throughout the day for Masterand guests, looking like a version of the Rockette dance team, in shinytights and ..." heels. They would also work as waitresses in the palace,as well as maids. No matter what they did, the Master kept them in theshiny tan tights and 6" high heels. The girls were always uncomfortablewearing them in the desert heat. You would never know it, since apermanent smile was surgically altered on their face. Plus, theirtongues were cut. “Anything else before I get in the shower?”Sofía shook her head. “I think that covers it.”“Amalia, you’re certainly welcome to stay here for Christmas.”“Thanks, Cindy. Jessica made the same offer, but I promised the girls I’d be at the school for Christmas.” She looked at Sofía, and said teasingly, “Even though their benefactress will be absent.”Benefactress? Cindy shook her head. This girl has come a long, long way. A year ago she hardly spoke anything but barrio Spanish if you could get her. So much fun to have.They brimmed with all that futa-cum just aching to escape out of me.The moans grew louder and louder, echoing all around us. It was like everyone was building and building towards their orgasms. I could feel it swelling through the room. It was such an amazing thing to hear. To experience.“Oh, my god!” gasped Kendall. “Ooh, you're amazing. I'm so glad you're my new mom. Fuck, yes!”“Are you cumming?” Ms. Lyon moaned into her fiancee's pussy.“So fucking hard, Mom!” Kendall. "Your excitement tellsme that it is something you want." She added pushing against the hardlump in my skirt. "So don't be a stubborn girl. Admit it. I want tohear you say that its something you want to happen!" She said in astern tone.All I could manage to do was nodded my head, but then I did forcemyself to mumble a "Yes" that she could hardly hear."What was that dear? Speak up so I can hear you." She ordered."Y-YES" I gasped out. "It's something I want to happen"Admitting this to her made my.