"Oh! Um, yes, Master? What ... what may this slave do for you?"For a moment, Marris felt the urge to explain everything, as if in need of understandin... and forgiveness from her. Instead, he stood and gestured for her to rise. "I need to take you into the next compartment and ... and prepare you." Prepare this slave, Master?" Amanda asked as she stood up, blinking the last vestiges of sleep from her eyes and training them on his.Marris had never seen a slave so bright-eyed. He tried to strike a. Oh wow, but your prick is beautiful; I never saw it up close like this before. Do you think it'll fit into my pussy all right? I mean, I read all this stuff about how it hurts to get screwed the first time, bleeding and all that. But I don't care about that, either, so don't let it bother you, okay?" O-okay," he muttered, sitting down on the couch beside her. Her skin was very smooth against his, all warm and silken, and her inquisitive fingers sent an electric tingle up and down his rigid cock. His balls began to get that tell tail burning feeling and he shouted out that he was about to cum before shooting his load directly down her throat. She tried to swallow it all as he came but there was too much too quickly and her mouth quickly overflowed, a trail of semen running down her chin, dropping slowly into the water at their feet and being washed away down the plug.She stood, washing her mouth out several times with the falling water before kissing him deeply on the lips. He kissed. She won't kill you, but she will really could hurt you orworse."Howie said, "Larry you seem to agree with her. I wonder why you don'tmake Helga stay home like a good woman should."Larry said, "Howie, life just don't work that way anymore. I love andtrust Helga. Besides if I tried doing that, half the farmers would killme. The other half would do worse. If you think a stay at home wife isall that fun, you should try it. I have. When I was out of work, I didmuch of the traditional women's work..