"Yes?" he asked the two girls outside the door. "Who are you and what do you want?"His initial thought was that the girls were collecting for one of t...e many worthwhile charities that filled the welfare gap no longer bridged by taxation. Although Psychlone paid taxes, the only benefit he was aware of getting was military defence against the potential threat from the neighbouring Republics of Scotland and Wales."We're insurance collectors," said the older girl with a curiously mocking. "Sorry." I'm not asking you, my Lady, I'm ordering you."She inhaled sharply, her mouth slightly open."Keep your one foot on the floor and put your other on the back of the sofa."Heart pounding she obeyed."Now lean back."Her shirt no longer covered her neat triangle of hair nor did it bring any modesty to her flushed, welcoming pussy."So beautiful," he admired her as he reached out and gently stroked her slit.She shivered at his touch and inhaled sharply."Take your top off, seeming as that is. My inbox and the face-down photo of her mother tumbled to the floor when her hand slapped it.I licked my lips and watched her tremble, with her head hanging over the back of the desk. I could see the long curtain of her hair reflected in the smoked glass behind her. Never taking my eyes off the exquisite sight of her young body writhing from the aftershocks of her climax, I reached down to pull off my shoes and socks. Then I loosened my tie and removed it as well. At the same time as I. It was just a string in the back. And it barely covered her pussy. she had her hair done in tight corn rolls. And she had on big oversized hoop earrings and white high heals . Around her neck was a leather dog collar that had a metal chain attached to it and Roosevelt was holding it in his hand . I couldn’t believe what I was seeing .he got off the bike and she was following his rules. She kept her chin down and didn’t look around and kept four feet in back of him as he lead the way, up to the.