I think you are just like your mother and don't even realize it. That is yet. You will before I am finished with the two of you. The thing you need t... think about tonight as I let you rest is do you want to fight me and make it a lot more painful or do you want to endure what I do to you and enjoy what you really want to start with. Your decision will determine if I use the two of you and let you go home or if I kill the two of you and bury your dead bodies where you will never be found. She. . Slowly ... Katrina ... Shoulders, honey ... Don't break that banana..." Are you going to be our new model, Slave-Mommy?" I giggled and walked into the picture, grinning for Peter who just sighed."I ... Well ... He can blur my face, I think, and ... Ummm..." I reached between her thighs, knocking her hand out of the way so I could pinch her swollen clit hard, " ... Ahhhh!" Bad Slave-Mommy," I teased her. "What did we just get done talking about with Slave-Daddy?" Mistress, I'm sorry ... I just. I ... I..."She stopped, unable to speak any further, breathing as fast as she could. Panic attack! By the time she had stopped speaking, Chris had his arms around her. He hugged her, and took the letter from her. Within seconds, Hassan, Alyssa and Maria were also hugging her; she was wrapped up in a big envelope of love.Hassan looked at him, real fear in his eyes. "If we keep hugging her, she'll be better soon. That must be a bad letter."Chris straightened up the letter and read it for. ”Janice did not understand what was happening.Still frozen like a statue Janice watched.Sue turned to Chris and she watched in increasing horror as Sue and Chris kissed hard, tongues in each others mouths. The two of them quickly undressed each other, Sue had really big breasts especially compared to Chris.They moved on to the floor completely ignoring Janice. Chris wasted no time grabbing a handful of Sue’s tits. Chris was so turned on as she was caressing Sue’s naked body. Chris was paying.