The trouble is-- oh, how can I tell you? The trouble is- I'm going out of my mind because he doesn't, because Glenn- can't-- have sex with me."She gul...ed her drink and Betty thought: be careful, girl; you'll get smashed before you can turn on your daddy. But Glenn downed his shot, too. Then he said, "What the hell-- you mean he can't--" Impotent is the word," Linda half-sobbed. "He kind of plays with me when I'm all naked, and kisses my breasts, and puts his hands in between my legs. The he. I k**ded her and said she needed to be carefull because I saw something that looked good.She turned and pulled her shirt off and said I bet this looks even better. She kissed me and grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs and she was already wet. She told me to strip and to take care of her like I did her friend. I stripped quickly and started kissing her again. I said I wasnt sure and she said she was. I continued to rub her love mound and she moaned I put her on the couch and spread. “A worthless fucktoy in heat like me can dream Sir. I only exist to please my Master and if that’s what he desires for me then it would of course be my honor to represent him here in these prestigious Cuntlympics.” She motioned to where six naked girls were lining up in a row. “Looks like the finals are about to begin Sir.”The competing slaves formed a veritable rainbow of diverse skin tones, breast sizes and heights. Heavy steel chains stretched taut from the thick anchor ring that dangled. Her hips smoothly rose and fell as she established a slow rhythm. When her middle finger disappeared between her folds my dick began pulsating wildly. Up and down she went, moving her middle finger at a slow deliberate pace, until I could see the juice accumulating on her major labia.Her timing was impeccable for one so young. Just as my dick started to ooze with precum Merry thrust that same middle finger into the warm curve of her cunt. I drew in my breath and held it. Her head began to nod.