“Oh my God, you are so wet and hot,” Ben exclaimed, his cock now harder than it had been all night.She squirmed and pulled on his hair, as Ben’s...tongue and mouth got closer to her pussy. He nibbled on her thigh; the side of his face felt the heat coming from her crotch. It felt like a blowtorch.“Lick my cunt,” she gasped as his fingers pressed against her rosebud as she thrust her hips upwards.Ben licked her pussy through her soaked panties as Sandy wrapped her legs around Ben’s head. The. "Evelyn tried to comprehend what was happening to her and what Sam had just told her. He continued, "From this moment on, Evelyn Fitzpatrick no longer exists. Your slave name is 'Wendy.' Your slave number is '308.'"He continued, "You may have noticed that we did not blindfold you. You will soon realize that this was not an oversight. We want you to see each person who comes into the club. I want you to look at true masters and learn your place as a true and utter slave. Hopefully. “How about a short spit-roast to start, then a nice long sandwich?” Sue suggested“Great,” I agreed.“Would that be a foot-long sandwich?” Jim joked.“No, in your case it would be a sixteen-incher,” Sue quipped back.We started off with me taking her face and Jim doing her doggy-style. I watched as he snaked his gigantic member between her green-stockinged thighs from behind and into her delectably tight pussy. Sue watched over her shoulder, then turned back to me and opened her mouth hopefully. I. Then removing your panties you turn to face the door looking over your shoulder at your reflection in the mirror. “Not bad” you say if a quiet voice. I watch as you move to the bed. I must move if I am to see you and the floor protests as I do. I hope that you have not heard me over the rain. On the bed I expect you to snuggle down and go to sleep, but you retrieve a book from the nightstand and sitting up begin to read. You have made no effort to cover your body and I watch as you caress your.