Her pose exaggerates her pear-like silhouette. She has a slender back and trim waist but her hips are too wide, her calves chunky. Her basic shape won...’t ever change but a combination of weight loss and focused exercises should give her a more athletic, toned lower half.She wobbles, almost falls.?Hold that position.? I snap.Her labia hang down like slices of ripe fruit. A slug of pearly liquid slowly oozes from her gaping hole.?Mouth open. Tongue out. Go for it.?Jed’s jaws open wide, his tongue. He had thrown plenty of paper in while Mom was giving him the evil eye. I got the bag of charcoal and made a pile the way he showed me the last time, found the lighter and lit the newspaper. Soon the bottom of the charcoal was all lit.I got the pitcher of lemonade and went around topping off everyone's glasses. I asked John if there was more inside; Jill informed me there was. By the time I got back with it, the lovebirds had made it out of the pool. They were sat on a bench at one of the. "Yes, Master Rob. I am good slave girl Rita" Tell me Rita, what do slave girls do?"I answered, "Slave girls like to obey their Master" Who are you?" I am good slave girl Rita" What do slave girls do?" Slave girls like to obey their Master"This went on for quite some time. I was in a kind of trance by the time we were finished. Master Rob then put a leash around my neck took and told me to crawl on all fours. I felt compelled to follow his instructions. And I felt good when I heard Master Rob's. Then he tweaked that nipple, hardening it. Deftly, he transferred himself from one breast to another, quickly suckling on the fresh one until it too was soft and swollen. Leah's hands on his head were a surprise, but not enough to make him pause in his suckling. She was asleep, she would remember none of this. Her fingers curled in his hair wantonly and he drank deeply, feeling himself fill with his mother's slumbering passion. It was such a natural move, to release her breast with his hand and.