He certainly felt well endowed. Definitely bigger than what I’ve had in the past. He let out a grunt as I rubbed against his manhood, his face buri...ed into my long wavy, chestnut brown hair. He then sat up and started undoing his shirt. I pushed his hands away so I could undo them myself and I pushed his shirt off his arms, tossing it to the pile of clothes on the floor. Next I moved onto the button of his trousers, he stood up to pull them off before climbing back on top of me. Reaching under. ." ordered Hassan.In turn, on her knees, Isabel kissed each of the other five girls similarly. She felt no reluctance in doing so. They were slaves. She was a slave. All did as they were ordered."She's lovely," said one of the girls who had been on the bed. "Can I... Master... go all the way with her?"Isabel felt almost a glow of pride at these words."Not until you've been caned, Dina," grinned Hassan."Oh no... Master... please no," simpered the shapely brunette, "we... we were... so. My older brother Danny, now he was good looking and had girls hanging off of him from the time he was ten or eleven. I was tall though, and I used to shovel a lot of snow in the winter and mow a bunch of lawns every summer, so I had some nice muscles. My shoulders were wider than my hips, which gave me a "V" shaped torso since my waist was also narrow. Because my legs were so strong from all the work and running I did, my butt was muscular too and stuck out a ways. I remember getting patted on. I told her and added that they were all my favorites. Well, I knew I had to have my best manners then. So instead of leaving my napkin next to my plate I put it on my lap. To say dinner was good would be an understatement! It was fantastic! We all were so full from the main course we had to postpone dessert until later.The conversation was light and friendly with no mention of what was to come. The topics? Women stuff of course! We all went into the living room and sat. The three women sat on.