But clearly they were wrong. The feeling of public humiliation was indescribably delicious. i kept my head bowed, my hands behind my head showi...g my shaved armpits. A slaveboy is not entitled to body hair, lest he be mistaken for a man. And i had been stripped of my manhood, as i had been stripped of my clothes, my name and my possessions. A small crowd followed us as My Mistress led me chained to Her horse. Some called out my former name, some call out "804", my new slave name. but i. I'm sorry. Be patient with me."Another first that panicked her was when I was eating her, nibbling on her clit, leaking all over the place as I fingered her with my first 2 fingers. My pinky was hitting her asshole each time, so I stiffened it and it went right up her little chute, wet from her leaking. I was prepared for her attempt to buck me off as I kept her clit ready to burst and had been massaging her g-spot. After a few minutes and a couple hard cums she was bouncing on that finger.That. When they hear the three girls giggle in the corridorAisha opens the door to them as soon as they knock, all three look tasty in their short sexy skirtsAisha and Nina invite them in and Nina offers them to sit all three together at her small couchAisha takes their bottles of 'bubbles' to the table and asks Nina if he has five flutes for themNina gets glasses for the fine white wine which the three brought with them and some ice-cubesNina gives an eye-wink to Aisha, nods her head a bit towards. I never imagined we both be pregnant at the same time,” Jane replied. “Well, just promise after the wedding and the birth you won't be strangers,” Judy said. “We won't. See you later,” Jane replied as they left. Then we both sat back down. We were all still a bit surprised by the recent events that just happened in the living room. But it had to happen somewhere. I think we were all glad it happened there though. Then we not only had two, but three babies close to us that were coming in the not.