The heel of her boots sank into the damp carpet of a room that posed as what she thought years ago to be a parlor. The thick kohl liner around her eye... began to permeate as wet tears leaked from her eyes. The smell was so bitter and sweet, but it was laced through with the amonia scent that came from piss left to long stagnant.The fumes burned her eyes and mouth as she moved aside the curtain that seperated the bedroom from the rest of the basement apartment. She almost gagged as fumes burned. Worse, I would have to clench my pussy all the way home to keep the egg from sliding out.Yet, I had no choice. I had sworn to obey her in all things…including this.I lifted up and as unobtrusively as I could, slid my thong down, getting my juices on my leg as I did. My thong caught on the buckle of one of my sandals, and I found myself in the awkward position of wrestling with my underwear under the table.When I finally got it free, and straightened up, she smirked at me, and said in a voice. Pam, Robert and Rosalind were sitting naked sunbathing and only Peter was dressed. Peter had become a servant, a role which he seemed to enjoy. Pam in particular made him massage her feet, opening her legs wide so he could stare at her cunt. When Peter was doing this Robert kept leaning over to kiss his mother and made sure to rub his genitals over Peters back.Lucy introduced Luke and Rosalind demanded to see what he had got. Luke stripped off and Rosalind complimented him on having a nice cock. Ich werde dann alles tun, um jemanden zu finden, den du magst. Es liegt ganz bei dir, was passiert, oder ob du ihn überhaupt triffst." Tust du das, weil du dich schuldig fühlst, mich betrogen zu haben? Oder suchst du vielleicht nach einer Ausrede für eine eigene Affäre?" fragte ich."Nein, ich habe dich nicht betrogen und nein, ich will auch keine Affäre", antwortete er. "Es ist nur so, dass ich den Gedanken an einen schwarzen Mann mit einem großen Schwanz, der mit dir schläft, toll finde." Es.