You take my cock in your hands and pump it up and down. I moan loudly from your hands pleasuring me. I lick your feverishly, taking your clit into my ...outh, when you suddenly take my cock into your mouth. You suck me deep, teasing me with your tongue, pumping my cock up and down. But only for a few minutes. You lift yourself off of me and turn around, taking my cock in your hands and placing the tip in your pussy, you slowly lower yourself onto my cock… You lift off and push in deeper, deeper,. For sure, I could see that it was a vagina (a word that I didn't know at the time; my Mum said I should call it my 'front bum'). It looked very similar to my Mother's, a sort of gash just like mine but, unlike my smooth slit, was all covered and surrounded by black curly hairs. As for that meaty-looking thing which was pushing between the fat lips, I had no idea ... but it did look intriguing and confirmed to me that us girls could indeed put things inside us; something that I had recently. “I…I thought it…I thought you…” Words tumbled out of Emma’s mouth without making much sense.“I have to pretend it didn’t happen or I can’t do my job. But I definitely owe you some type of punishment for running out on me. Especially with you tormenting me in that dress and teasing me by flirting with other men.”She started to say she wasn’t flirting when he let go of her arms to put his hands under her skirt. He grabbed her thighs and lifted her onto the metal box mounted behind her. Before she. ’ As he said the words ‘good girl’ the gagged slave, still panting on the floor, gave another moan, and began to tremble anew. ‘I find myself in need of another slave. My estate is growing and I need more help. Tell me… Lacie is it? Can you work?’ He looked into the manila folder as he spoke, his attention on the papers within. Lacie, distracted by the shuddering slave still apparently orgasming quietly in front of her, didn’t answer. ‘Girl!’ He snapped loudly, his piercing grey eyes boring.