I was still positioned at her feet watching her take deeper hits as we finished and I could see she was starting to get the giggles, “OMG” she sai...d, “my head is spinning, this feels awesome” she said as she laid back on the sofa, “Do you like it babygirl?” I asked and her head was nodding as my hand was still on her knee, her legs parted and I was sat about a couple of feet away from her open legs getting a perfect view of her white panties.My cock was throbbing under my thin silk robe as I. From her nipples I ran my tongue straight to her cunt where I could smell it quite musky I begin to lick the sides of her pussy lips then sucking in one side at a time, then changing sides and repeating the action, I then went to the base of her now juicy cunt and licked straight up to her clitoris which was sticking out like a man in a rowing boat,I licked around it and then pushed my tongue in to her over flowing cunt , here hands were on the back of my head pushing it deeper into her love. The fence ‘posts’ were actually shower heads, which blasted down soapy water, then clean water with a healing lotion added in. Drake asked a fellow slave about it after his first shower, marveling in how his sunburn had vanished. The sparking clean slaves were then lead to the pits, where they were to relieve themselves. That was the only time the buttplugs ever came out. The pens rotated on cleaning out the pits. Whenever it was his pen’s turn, Drake and slaves were forced down into the pit-. I stood in front of him, placing my hands on his chest and pushing him back onto the bed. He moved back, leaning against the pillows, watching me as I crawled slowly onto the bed. I knelt over him, placing my legs on either side of his hips, straddling him. I leaned in closer, kissing him again, slowly working my fingers down the front of his shirt, and undoing each button. Once again, he ran his hands down my back, this time coming to a standstill at my hips. His hands held me close as I.