Again, Holly stared at her with narrow eyes - if looks could kill, even her bubble of happiness wouldn’t have been enough to save Dakota, but she di...n’t care.She didn’t care about anything.In the early hours of the morning, however, a sudden deep exhaustion hit Dakota, and she fell straight into a deep slumber. Her alarm barely managed to wake her - the positive glow that had enveloped her the previous day was completely gone, and she felt worse than she had in weeks.With a great amount of. He lay me on the grass as I stretched and rubbed my limbs back to life.‘You have 15 minutes Slave, get inside and shower yourself, I want dinner served in an hour and you have to prepare it. Prepare something healthy and include yourself in the pot, I will decide if you deserve to eat when I inspect the meal. You will find me in the lounge reading, call me when dinner is ready. You will of course be naked and collared. ’‘Yes Sir.’ I mumbled as I recovered on the grass.I staggered inside and. I moved forward and let my crotch touch his thigh. He gave me a sly smile and withdrew his hand from the rod behind. He pressed my dick for a while and it was hard as rock. Since the train was crowded, he unzipped my denim and inserted his index finger, making sure that noone could see what we are doing. He moved his finger on my underwear and pulled it aside and my dick was exposed. He touched the tip of the dick and put his finger in hos mouth which had my precum. I was all the more turned. She had set me up with Helen and I knew at this moment her only intention was to arouse me to the point that having sex between us was inevitable.I had been in silent reflection since the moment I had seen her pert breasts peeking out the sides of the apron. The scent of the bread filled my head forcing the memory of my recent sex with Helen and now my mother standing nearly naked was repeating the steps used next door. Unlike Helen my mother’s pussy was covered with thick brown hair and for.