" Maybe, let's look."Janie and I walked quietly down the hall and slowly opened the door to Marla's room. To both our surprises Marla was laying on th...e bed with her fingers buried deep in her pussy. She had her other hand on her breast pinching her nipple and she seemed to be really enjoying herself. Her fingers moved in and out between her pussy lips quickly, every once in a while stopping to flick or rub her clit, then back deep into her folds. We watched mesmerized. Then Marla's hips leapt. M.," was the reply. "We'll be closing soon for the night.And don't worry, ma'am, we'll look after your slave!" The voice sounded sincereenough (I had no way of knowing whether my Mistress was reassured) but I wascertainly worried as I was led away. Without her (whom I had always trustednot to let anything really bad happen to me) I might be on my way to real slavery,and I was utterly helpless to prevent it! In fact, I was so confused that itwas the middle of the night before I realised that she. . huddled next to the wall farthest from the windows, hiding from the sun. What are you, a vampire?" "No." Jake affirmed. He was hesitant to take Kim's hand, but he decided to anyway for the sake of civility. "Well, you look Goth to me. Your clothes are so drab. What are you depressed about?" "I'm not depressed," Jake informed her. "Men!" Kim complained. "You have so little emotional intelligence that you don't even know your own emotions. It's because the patriarchal system brainwashed you to. He stood before his wife, beating and squeezing his meat in a frenzy as she waited for her prize.“I’m cumming!” Blake moaned, and let fly the first of several shots of hot, white cum onto her face and into her eager mouth. Grunting like crazy, he unleashed the rest of his milky load, aiming so it landed it on her face and sunglasses. Some of it trickled down her neck.“Oh my god!” she said laughing. “That’s a huge fucking load!”He squeezed out the last of his seed, which fell on her breast. He.