” Tegan looked over at Jackson, pretending to consider the question as if it were a difficult one. “Do you think you deserve our attention, slave?...��“I don’t know, Mistress.” Jackson said. Tegan knew he was trying to avoid being presumptuous, lest he incur some punishment.“Don’t be shy.” Tegan cooed, reorienting herself on the bed to face him. “You’ve earned a reward. Just tell us what you want. Anything.”“I Just want to fuck you both.” Jackson said bluntly.“I think we can accommodate that.”. She was fearless, her skin as fair as milk, and hair long and straight, flowing behind her like brown silk. She wouldn't want me to kill my brother, and probably half my tribe, by surrendering to the rage. But if my brother called her whore again, I would cleave his head from his shoulders.My brother fled. He always was a coward.I snarled, my hand gripping my ax. I wanted to swing it. I wanted to hew. I wanted my wife back.I turned and sat down before her grave, forcing myself back to calm.. ..good girl,now push out the chest , pull back the shoulder and bring the elbows as close as possible''Then he order Larissa to tightly tie the lower arm from wrist to elbow,the result is fantastic i quickly run to get Naomi and Chelsea so that they can enjoy the live show,i got 3 cameras recording every bit but watching as it happen is wonderfull.Larissa pull hard Christine hair toward the ass, Christine breast are compressed by the white shirt,Dean put his hands on the waist and bringing his. You could see her tattoo. The string was pulled inside of her cunt lips and you could see most of her twat. About the only thing fully covered was her clit.They kept blowing the air. Kelly would standstill with her legs apart and put on a show, then twirl around and put on a backside show and on and on. The crowd was losing its mind. Kelly was making eye contact with the guys seated at the bar in front of her. Their lust was off the charts. She remembered a stripper move and squatted down and.