"The slave approached for her chance with the dildo."Master, may I speak to your slave while I am arousing her?" she asked."I don't see why not. Do yo... want to tell me what you'll say to her?" I will let her tell you later," she said."What's your name, slave?" I asked."My master named me 'Alicia', sir."So she was probably a Gorean slave, as most of their master's tended to rename them, removing all aspects of their past identity.She approached Marcia who had her eyes closed and was hanging. She gave one last massage to her inner thighs, feeling warmth radiating from her now very wet pussy. She pulled her legs close and stretched them up into the air and guided her bikini bottoms over her silky legs. She was now completely naked, being outdoors heightened her senses. She was enjoying this. She propped herself up and spread her legs open. Her pussy was waxed smooth and soft, a light pink colour slit now glistening in the sun, soaked in her erotic juices. She teased her nipples once. “Josh threw his shirt and pants back in the car and started for the door. I told him to stop where he was, he wasn’t quite finished. Duckweed looked like he didn’t understand, so I pulled his underwear off him. Then he understood. He smiled and started for the door again. “I stopped him once more. I told him I wanted him hard when he went into the store. I’ve seen the old guy next door go in with a boner multiple times. Lydia and Danny just try to keep from laughing. Well, it was boner time in. I use my pussy muscles to squeeze around his dick and I feel it growing and getting harder. I know he's now long enough to keep him in me as I move up and down on it.So I sought out to have good sex for me too. It's what I would do with any guy I slept with. Sex as a treatment shouldn't make a difference. If I take this job I could have a really good time for myself!"You're growing big just like Grandpa said." I could feel his penis reach deeper into me and I could feel it more often against my.