Yet upon this unhallowed day, she laid the child at her feet and knelt down before their statute- the horsemen gathered four. She offered her child as...gift unto them, for their bounty and their absolution. Unwittingly she full filled her destiny. ‘Hush little one- for those men are God- prey unto them’ The wicked (formally average, formally saintly) woman laughed (and she did laugh) A gift bestowed upon her by the horseman gathered four- a sterling silver gift. Clutched tightly in her fist. Honey? ‘What’s this honey shit?’ I growl. ‘My ass is your MASTER! Try again!’ You’re still on all fours looking up at your fleshy master with a mix of trepidation and desire in your big brown eyes. ‘Kneel before your master and say your home and kiss my ASS!’ You rise up on your knees and say ‘Master, I’m home’ as your warm breath blows between your quivering lips warming my cheeks. My hard cock is bobbing up and down of it’s own accord. You grasp my butt cheeks and begin kissing both cheeks. .. a double bed, a small desk with one chair, a mini bar, tv and (this gave its the 'de luxe' classification) a toilet & shower of my own.Tatjana flopped on the bed and asked: "What's in the mini bar?" I'll have a look, but I am sure it is not as interesting as what is in your pants..." Well... let's start with the bar first and then we'll see about the pants."As it turned out, it were my pants that were opened and had their contents examined first. While I was still sipping from my Johnny. “Okay, upstairs then?” She pushed Joyce toward the stairs and gave her butt a slap.“Oh.” Joyce looked back at her friend in surprise. She covered her boobs with her right arm and hurried toward the stairs, eager to get away from any and all ground floor windows.Lakshmi followed close behind.Sam got home from school sweaty. He’d run almost the whole way home. The women in his life were good for his cardio in more ways than one. He threw open the front door and looked for his mom and Mrs. Singh.