"Lunch! Quickly people. We're going to set up at the fish market in forty minutes!"The crowd stayed with me, of course, and I wasn't moving. Rita was ...sking me if I wanted something to wear over my bikini and I shook my head. Erin wanted to wash my face and I shook my head at her too, still eating my ice cream cone and ignoring the cold vanilla staining my tits. Some tourists were taking pictures of me, but that wasn't unusual and I ignored them as well."You guys want some ice cream?" I asked. Somehow, she found some nude pic of her. Angie had no choice but to do the only thing she could ... Comply ... She hated her boss but soon learned that she was not the only one, almost every girl in the office was her slave. She took some comfort in that... As she locked the door to Miss Ashtoreth’s office she couldn’t help but notice a puddle of white fluid on the floor and a trash bin filled with the same liquid. She couldn’t tell what was the nature of the fluid but it stroke fear in her. My body was cinched up tight to the chest and stomach of the horse, my legs secured up its body, my hands holding the reins that I would probably not have to use. I glanced up at Sylvia as the horse was moved by the woman leading it. The look on her face was one of joy, appreciation, wonder, and pride. I smiled at her. With the first tentative step by the a****l, my body jolted in response to the movement. My breasts and nipples mashed against the a****l, but still moved as the a****l did. My. Sharon raised and bent her legs for me, my cock was so hard it did not need to be guided to her pussy. I lowered myself down slowly to kiss her, letting my cock touche her open hole, slowly started to enter her. I pulled back a little before pushing my cock in a bit further, deeper into the wetness of her pussy. Keeping a steady rhythm with each slow stroke that went on for a while when suddenly, Sharon took a sharp intake of breath. She closed her legs around my buttocks, tightly and locked.