Like his..." Slaves?" I asked, finishing for her.She gave me a dirty look and said, "I would not have phrased it like that, but yes. We could be consi...ered your... slaves." She said it like it was a dirty word."But I wasn't like this back home," I said, then I froze. I looked at Val. She was looking at me oddly, her eyes burning with questions."'Back home'? And where exactly is home for you?" I can't tell you. At least, not until you've been with us for a while and you've earned my complete. 

I finish my meal but being the polite boy that I am, (well not at a “boy”, I’m in my twenties by then), I wait for them to finish. But I have a plan. Since I have nothing to do with my hands, I simply rest them on my lap but my fingers are to the side, almost touching Christine’s legs. Since we’re so close, she moves around and her legs touches mine but she can feel that my hand is there. She looks down, smiles at me, and moves her leg a little closer, her skin touching my hand. 

OK, there. As I was about to lean back up, he kept me down with him. Then we cuddled as I was stroking his cock like mad. He closed his eyes completely and let out some soft moans. Sense I was pregnant, I was rarely in the mood for sex, despite how good it was, but I could still give my husband a good time in the bedroom. “Damn my lady, you are gonna get your ocean if it's the last thing I do,” John said. “We'll see about that Johnny boy,” I replied. “You mean Johnny man?” John asked. Then I gave him. She noticed me and got into the car. She was looking like a sex bomb. Her figure is 34-28-36. Get cleavage was clearly visible and the weather was so cold, her nipples were erect. She said ” it’s so cold, so you have a cigarette”.I offered her and we both started smoking. Every time she took a drag her boobs would go up and down . The cold weather, a sexy girl beside me, it was more than enough to get a boner.I asked her which cuisine she would prefer so that I can take her to that particular.