As much as my own doubts and insecurities motivated me to watch her in her lust and glory, something else stirred me to action. Her body was the subje...ct of years of dormant desire and need, and something spurred me to act with the confidence of years of lust with inaction. My hands found her thighs and spread her legs even farther apart than they already were. Her pussy practically glistened, awaiting my touch. As I entered her, she moaned…not like any moan before. This wasn’t a moan of longing. ’ As he said the words ‘good girl’ the gagged slave, still panting on the floor, gave another moan, and began to tremble anew. ‘I find myself in need of another slave. My estate is growing and I need more help. Tell me… Lacie is it? Can you work?’ He looked into the manila folder as he spoke, his attention on the papers within. Lacie, distracted by the shuddering slave still apparently orgasming quietly in front of her, didn’t answer. ‘Girl!’ He snapped loudly, his piercing grey eyes boring. Working up the last of whatever sliver of courage you had, you decided on what you'd request from the woman. "...I...I...I...I want to titfuck you..." Sasha stared at you, her blank and confused expression made you want to cry and run as far as your legs could carry you. But you had said what you wanted to say. There was no going back. The woman's silence lasted what felt like an eternity, and every breath you took was just a reminder of your ridiculous request. She was obviously going to. ?This can?t be happening.? she told herself as it worked its way in to the knuckle. But it was happening, and she felt Pedro twist his finger around inside of her, lubricating her. He used his thumb on her clitoris, which happened to be rather large and extremely sensitive, another of her body?s features she tried to minimize. She was extremely self conscious of her vagina, and always insisted that the lights remained off during lovemaking with her husband. He didn?t seem to mind though,.