Using her feminine wiles, she appealed to their most basic animal need … sex. She became their little naughty sex slave. And so we continue our erot...ic tale. “Mmm … please.” Christine moaned. “Get your fucking clothes on,” Devon ordered. “We’re going on a little trip.” “But, it’s ten o’ clock …” Christine began. “Ah, you are our sex slave, no? And what we want goes, yes?” Christine nodded her head, slowly rising from the bed and walking to her closet. Devon slapped her ass hard as she walked by.. I continued pulling and pinching my left nipple as hard as I could as her fingers slipped effortlessly into my pussy and started to move in and out slowly. I lifted my right foot, placing it on top of my laptop case. My legs opened further and I immediately felt her fingers slide deeper into my pussy. We continued to kiss, our tongues swirling together and energising our passions further. My body was responding to her fingers more and more, pussy squeezing, throbbing, and hips starting to. I told them how I dared him to wear it and how much he liked wearing very little. I asked them if they wanted a better look. They asked what did I mean. I said just watch. I walked back over to Jon and said that the girls all thought you looked hot in your thong. I dare you to walk over to them and ask them if they would like something to drink and then go buy us some drinks at the snack bar. The snack bar was on the other side of the sand dunes we were sitting next to, about 30 yards away. He. Her mouth opened to scream but this time no sound emerged but a rasping gasp. Her head whipped from side to side tossing her blonde curls onto her face, her blue eyes flashing. She strained at the ropes as I began to pound her pussy, her tits quivering with each thrust.Her big blue eyes fixed on me, and I stared back into them as the coils of rope tightened and her body heaved.I took a moment to pull the gag out of her mouth so I could see it pop open, gasping for air, noiselessly moving, her.