And yet, in the photo, she is naked, marked with the brand of a slave...boldly staring, with an intensity yet calmness, no distress showing. An expres...sion that can only be described as a sense of self, of pride.As my mind is wandering, I hear the sound of a door knob turning. The door to my room is being opened and I feel the air change around me, curtains swishing and candles crackling in the draught.I am taken aback, feeling vulnerable, but remember my training and lengthen my spine,. "Blue eyes turned glassy. She flicked her tongue out over her lips. Shehummed, pretending Beauty's cock was caressing her lips.She opened her mouth, imagined his hard pony-prick entering her throat.Sticky cream gushed from her cunt.The muscles in her pussy responded to her wandering mind. Spongy walls,oozing cream, beat a steady tattoo against the empty channel of her hotpussy. "Oooo, let me cum," she whimpered. "I gotta cum!"Tammy twisted, frustrated, desperate. It had been ages since the. After the group warm up with introductions, jokes and prizes there was a sex card game where the high male card and low female card had to get up and the guy had to take off an article of her clothes and then had 30 seconds to do whatever he wanted with her. The next highest card, male or female, then took another part of her clothing and so on till she was nude. Then last the male with the lowest card came up and she had to undress him and give him a blowjob right there in front of everyone.. So i asked one evening after she was on that again -‘ Are you trying to tel me you want to do that to???’ -‘ no no i was just talking ‘ this after some hesitation On a tuesday night a week later . i was leaving the next morning to negotiate a big contract for my compagnie the next morning till the fryday 3 days . I don’t go out of town often 2 or 3 times a year and juste a few days at the time . We were in bed.