“You agreed to be our little sex slave. Should a slave have any say in that matter?” My cheeks flushed. “N - no.” But strangers seeing me? I w...asn’t sure if that wasn’t more than I could bear. Her head tilted a bit, and her lips wrapped around my right nipple. The sensation of her moist lips made it instantly stiffen, and I almost groaned in dismay when she let go of it. “You’re quite the sexual thing, you know. But now that I think about it, shouldn’t a plaything address her mistress properly?”. She sat on the edge and I put her panty up and asker her innocently how come she has hair in her pubic area. She said it comes with age. I nodded and helped her wear her skirt. After that she wore the bra and T-shirt by herself and I rushed to finish the game.My sister came back from her friends place in the evening by then and started studying. After having dinner I continued with my studies and about to sleep when I heard Sonya calling my name. I went to check her out, she was growing in. .” I was intrigued by all this. How many partners have you had?” “Probably about 600.” That answer surprised me. A con artist would lie about that because it's not exactly respectable. “Now you have to tell me yours.” “Fair enough,” I said. “I estimate about 2,000.” She didn't even blink. Instead, she commiserated with me. “I can imagine that it gets lonely sometimes.” “Well, the band keeps us all together, so I'm not suffering with loneliness, but it's a little hard to break away from the. Just look at my big breasts bouncing around. It's all so sinful. Tiger is probably going to blast my face with a thick load of his creamy, spermy goodness, and I'll deserve it!She leaned forward even closer to his boner, panting on it in an ever more overt manner. Oh dear! This is bad. If I keep this up much longer, I won't be able to resist cramming it into my mouth. It's just too thick and tempting. We'd better wrap this up, fast!She stared intently at her fingers moving over his cockhead as.