.. but she needs so much... she needs so much...”Master Rod responded, “I could wake her up and see what her true limits are...” He shrugged, �...Of course, she might die first. Some of them are like that. They want it more and more and more and more until it kills them.”The slave was more or less responsive and was able to stand with help from her Master and the eunuchs. As they walked into the darkness, Master Rod swung the paddle and threw it aside. There was an obvious bulge in the front of. We watered the horses, but there was plenty of grass, so they were happy when we hobbled them. We took our rifles and sneaked up on the bandits' camp to watch them until we were ready to pounce.They fixed some beef and beans, and we were jealous of their coffee. They didn't take long to bed down, and one man was detailed to be the guard. Probably, they were going to rotate that chore during the night.We held a short whispered council of war and decided to wait a few hours before hitting them.. "Mr. Lupo pulled out a mirror from his desk and handed it to her. He also stood behind her and felt her breasts up. Then, he held and massaged each of her globes and whispered things in her ear."Debbie, you are so beautiful. You turn me on. Feel how hard you make me."Mr. Lupo grabbed her hand and put it on his pants where she could feel his pants tenting up. He continued to touch her gigantic tits and kissed her neck. Mr. Lupo planned on having her today."Debbie, why don't you take off your. On the trip to the restaurant, its all you can do to keep your hands off me in the car. You rest your hand on my stockinged leg, and allow your hands to ride up my leg, under my skirt. I feel you jump as you realize I’m not wearing any underpants, and I’m sensing you’re wondering what sort of night you are in for. While driving, you tweak and rub my clitoris, feeling me getting wet under your gentle, probing touch. I reach over to put my hand on your leg, and as my hand moves up your leg, I.