No, watching over two slaves, even if one of them was very willing, was tiring. He had to keep his focus on his blonde sister in the basement so he co...ld make her into the slave of his dreams.That didn't mean, however, that Jeff would ignore Michelle's charms. He was sure that she would play a role in the future, perhaps even taking over Stephanie's reins once in awhile...Jeff shook the thought from his head. One step at a time, he reminded himself.It was time to check on Michelle.Michelle was. Helen stood there for a minute, frowning, looking at Lea. Then she shook her head and followed behind her, back to the accounting department, where the two of them worked.It was almost two-o'clock when Alice, who was the company receptionist and gatekeeper at the front entrance, called Lea."Lea," she excitedly told her friend, "There is a delivery man here. I think that he has a Valentine's Day gift for you." Oh, yummy!" was Lea's reply, the excitement of a romantic gift arriving at work. He gave me two more orgasms. I was totally spaced out. The earth could have ended, and I doubt I would have noticed.He chose this time to put his front paws on the bed beside me. He gave me a wet kiss. I kind of knew what he was doing, but not really. Eventually I noticed that he was poking his penis at my pussy. I guess I thought about it being perverted, but then he had just given me three orgasms, so I really didn't have the heart to deny him what I knew he was trying to do.He got it started. Manolito tried every trick to not lose control and somehow managed to not spill his seed in her sweet, clenching cunt just yet. When she couldn’t sit up anymore and had melted, boneless and sated, on top of him, Manolito took that moment to strike. Rolling over and taking her with him, he didn’t stop until he had her on her back with him seated firmly between her thighs. Clara’s eyes widened once she realized that he was hard inside her, that he hadn’t cum. ‘Manolito, I can’t take anymore..