They seemed like nice people which was fine with him but he didn’t have a physical attraction to full-figure ladies. It was just a quirk he had. Joa... however was a different story. She seemed to be of average height with short dishwater blond hair that didn’t have any grey in it. If this was natural or if it was dyed he didn’t know but if he was a betting man he would bet that her hair was dyed. What impressed him were her breasts which seemed to be quite large for her slim frame. Facially she. Fitch was constantly behind her to ensure that she did not slack. His sturdy leather belt was always at the ready and the eagle eye of the Mistress was ever on the pair to make sure that the Slave was working and the overseer was suitably strict in punishing her failures.The sound of leather on flesh was a familiar one by this time about the ancient home. The Girl had become used to it all by now and the tears no longer coursed down her sweet face after a particularly brutal punishment. She was. ”The group cheered. Dave got everyone together with their huge smiles, took a group picture, and texted same to Owen. He wrote on the photo, ‘This group is anxious to begin – the sooner the better’.Owen wrote back, ‘I can be there next Wednesday evening. Somebody tell me where I’ll be living, etc. Hugs and kisses all around. Don’t forget Julie will need quarters, too.’Dave explained the situation to the group. Zara asked for descriptions of Owen and Julie’s personalities and what they would. Ajith told that he also wants to apply on her mom face. Pooja tried to run from there. I know this will be my chance and hugged her from behind to stop her for running. Mean time I am playing all over her body, pincher her waist, hugging and keeping my rod on her ass, rubbing and ass and pressing it. Finally she stopped and I was hugging from behind and my lips where very close to her ear. Ajith was applying cake cream on her mom face and licked a small amount of cream on her shoulder. We all.