And here is her gangmaster pimping her out, just like a regularwhorehouse, but at the same time looking at her like he wants to breakthe neck of any m...an who lays a finger on her.One of those Moments of Truth comes to me.I know - I get it. He's sweet on her, isn't he? That fits witheverything I've seen. He isn't the first trafficker to fall for one ofhis skirts, but he is a dumbass to choose one where he has to stand byand watch her take a leathering. All the same I'd better make doublysure of. She cradled his cock between her breasts, enjoying its heat and hardness, and leaned forward to nibble and kiss his chest. She nipped him again when he ran his fingers through her hair, and he started typing again. She allowed him to rock his hips as he fucked her chest, and she nibbled and teased. The typing continued and she kissed her way lower, engulfing his hardness in her mouth. She took him deep, teasing with her tongue, with one hand on his balls while the other worked the rest of her. I opened a little wider as she began licking on my pussy lips. She was so tender and focused. She licked, nibbled, and teased. This luxuriously slow paced pleasing went on for minutes. When she had me near the brink she slid a finger inside my eager hole. A couple of minutes of slow fingering and concentrated licking and my legs stiffened, squeezing her head between them as an orgasm quaked my whole body. I collapsed on the bed, sweat pouring from my body. I then went to the bag and grabbed the. I put oneof the candy jellies into my mouth, and savored the taste. It feltamazing sliding down my throat.I ate a second green jelly, and this one tasted completely differentfrom the red ones. The flavors were impossible to describe. Thefeeling that it was impossible to describe floated inside my head.There was a hairbrush on the desk. I didn't notice the brush untilnow. I immediately picked it up with my right hand and brushed myhair. My hair brushed very smoothly. I hadn't washed myself but I.