Whore you talking to? Hm, how should I put this…none of your business. Ouch. That really hurts. Uhh and speaking of pain…Im so sore from last nigh.... Am I walking funny? She waltzed all around my room, stopped and turned to see my reaction. Uh, looks like your normal walk to me. But then again, I dont spend my days analyzing how you walk. Maybe how your ass looks in what youre wearing, but not how you walk. Great. What if someone notices that Im sore, and asks what happened? What do I say? Just. Her stats are 32C 30 34. I came to know after romance with her and well coming back to main topic. We both boarded the train at 6:30 pm in my home town and adjusted our luggage so that not to worry about it till we reach Bangalore. We chatted all about our work life, personal life bla bla bla and we had our dinner when train reached Vijayawada at 10 pm. She bought chicken for me and it was yummy interesting thing here is for the first time without any hesitation and she placed a chicken piece. She always does. I don't think you will be disappointed." Devon smiled at his old Master got his drink and went back to his table to wait.When the slaves were led back onto the stage they were naked with the exception of various costume animal ears and tails. Trevor smiled widely at the audience, as he led them by leashes on their hands and knees across the stage. The tails hung from butt plugs between their legs, which had been placed in their asses, the ears were on headbands placed on top of. She was careful not to go too far when she rocked her body forward again. Then she pushed back firmly, groaning in pleasure. Slowly she began to set up a rhythm. Not fast, just nice and steady, to which she added swiveling her hips when she was fully planted on both dicks. This brought a groan of pleasure from Mr. C who’s penis was not long in relation to its width, but still bumped against her cervix on her down stroke. Getting a response from one of the men heightened Kitty’s own lust.