“Don,t you want to eat my pussy then?” “Sure I love eating your cunt!” I answered with a broad smile. “ Then take your trousers and pants of... so I can get to work on your lovely cock!” she ordered. My garments were removed in record time as She placed the large towel under her bum and spread her legs wide so I could straddle her face allowing her to reach for my cock and lower the knob into her hot mouth and start gently sucking at first both of us increasing our pace as we got more turned on.. For days I was following the same routine. I woke up, put on some nicesexy clothes (I liked them tight fitted), tried out various makeupproducts and watched videos on how to please men. When I looked in themirror I felt very much at ease and pleased with what I saw. The onlything what bothered me, was my slight cleavage. When I complained aboutthat to Tasha, she said not to worry. I was to be given some implants,which would make my boobs noticeable. Maybe one week had passed - I hadno idea of. I expect that wearing them, while horizontal, will just be awkward -- if not painful." Yeah," Lois agreed. "Especially with a big girl like me on top!" I can put them back on long enough to get to your bedroom. Or you could go get the wheelchair out of the car." Too far," Lois said. "Take too long. Look." She released his penis and used the same hand to pull Paul's hand to her own body. Since she was still fully dressed, she placed his hand under her skirt and squarely on her panty-covered. " The law says I can keep you until you're thirty-six," Mr. Reiser shrugged. "Twenty years. Do you think you'll want to leave me when you're that old?" I don't know." I frowned at that because I couldn't even imagine being twenty."Most slaves don't," the man told me, sounding like he knew all about it. "If they're kept that long it isn't because they're slaves." It's not?" It's because they want to stay," Mr. Reiser said."Maybe they're scared to leave." Same thing, isn't it?" Mr. Reiser asked.