‘This is Inga. She will give you a drink, but she won’t talk, will you?” Inga shook her head. ‘She isn’t paid to talk. She’s paid to serve...and eat pussy. Would you like to eat my pussy Inga?’ The blonde girl smiled and shook her head yes. Alicia spread her stocking-clad legs wide and pushed Inga’s face into her hungry nook. Within minutes, murmurs of pleasure came from both women. Tori watched them for a time, then continued to wander about. Her mind was aflame with sexual desires now, most of. Soon we found a roommate, a nice college student- kind of a pretty boy named Nick. He moved in the room next to ours. At first, he was out a lot of the time or spent a good deal of time in his room, he didn't hang out in the common area of the apartment much. We've become friends and hang out sometimes. The first thing I noticed the day he moved in was the laundry hamper, our laundry room is in the bathroom, and we keep our dirty clothes in there. If you are a true panty freak, you'll. And I'm awaiting your instructions." Waal," said Charlie. "C'n I ask some questions?" Of course." You know my lease runs north of Mrs. Morris'. I was wonderin' whether I could designate her as my — whaddya call it? -- co-signatory on my checking account. In case I have an accident, or sumptin'. Then I need to know the safest way to keep — say — half a million of that money. In the states I'd put it in Treasury bills or government bonds. They pay less, but they're safe." That would be true here. Then it was over. All resistance and will was gone. Four glassy-eyed teens stood in a rough circle, standing still, their bodies trembling slightly as they obediently responded to their mistress' wishes.So you all wanted power, did you?Their breathing grew deep and husky, panting softly as each of them grew swiftly and intensely aroused.Then I will show you power.Pussies grew damp. Cocks grew hard. They moaned their distress, their desperate need for relief.I will show you how this power is to.