She had never been away from her family over Christmas. She wanted to go home. She missed them. The big question was whether she wanted to come back. ...he had changed from a near-virgin bitch to a slave in a fortnight. I knew she was reeling inside, not knowing what was best for her. Was it best to stay in LA and finish college? Or, to return to us?As we drove and talked, Lisa absentmindedly fingered the leather collar around her neck, the symbol of her situation. That collar had caused her. Did you just…?’ ‘Shh,’ and she leaned into him, kissing him full on the mouth, silencing him before he could out think the moment, and slid a hand down his shorts. His eyes went wide, but the moment her hand came in contact with his hardening flesh, she felt his lips soften and she watched as his eyes shifted from shock to desire. She drove her palm down the flat of his abdomen, bracketing the root of his cock between her middle and ring fingers and squeezing the flesh below. Shifting between. The girls got out of the car. You took a moment to stare at them and take in every inch of their gorgeous bodies. Karen was first. She was average size with black hair and solid B-cup breasts that wobbled slightly when she walked. No matter what clothing she wore, you always managed to be able to see her underwear. Her shirt would either be made of a material that was practically see-through or was tight enough fitting to see the outline of her bra. When she wore leggings, which she often did,. They took forever. I said ok see ya in half an hour. I returned half an hour later and she met me in the kitchen wearing that same shirt. I looked at her. her hair was a mess and she pulled the shirt up at her pussy to show me how gunked up her pussy was again. I ate her again on the counter and out of the corner of my eye I saw Dennis wacking his cock and watching me. I didn't want him to know I saw him, so as I glanced around I expected him to snaek out of sight. I turned my head and he was.