Her fantasy was on its way…and so was she. Regardless, in her mind she knew he’d be able to see her panties which matched her bra and looked delic...ous in the way men thought of women’s panties. Her fingers slipped inside the waistband and ran around the band. “Patience Tyler,” she said in that quiet voice of hers, “I’m getting there honey.” She imagined him getting hornier, and even harder, as he sat and watched her do her thing. “Do you like my figure dear? I hope you do.” She pictured him. They had her so hot. Finally she came moaning and groaning, twisting and turning. No one said anything because we didn’t want her to hear our voices yet, but everyone was smiling. We knew had the slut we wanted. It was a very long drive to Lake Superior. I started reaching under her shorts and the under her panties.I began to massage her, she was so wet. I had my fingers inside her. She felt so smooth, so soft so inviting. Other hands were under her shorts and her bra. We forced her. I lowered my pussy down to her mouth, my tail thrusting over her body. The newest sex slave gasped as I placed my furred muff right over her face. I looked over my shoulder at the fire where Greta and Nathalie both stared at me.“See, I’m helping by giving you entertainment while you work,” I said, then gave them a giant grin. My ears fluttered as Carsina’s tongue fluttered through my pussy lips. She licked me, drinking up my juices.“You are incorrigible, Zanyia,” Greta said, shaking her head,. Finally I was in, full. And then she circled around my penis. I started moaning loudly, which she prevented by stuffing her husbands prick into my mouth. Goodness. But you know what? It was very good. I still could see her breasts wobbling in the corner of my eyes. And oral stimulation was also there. Before I could shoot my load into her, she left my penis and sat on my mouth. So my tongue was again playing with her clitoris, her breasts above me. Suddenly I had a strange feeling at my penis..