It took three men to remove the tarp and we set about inspecting the exterior for any signs of damage. There was no hint of a problem along the sides ...or the front and rear. I stepped into the bucket on a cherry-picker with one of the crew and inspected the top of the unit. Again, we saw no sign of any damage.Our next inspection was the interior. Much of the cabinet and door fixtures had been securely taped shut to avoid them popping open during transit. I was impressed with the care the. “SLAVE!” Vivi barked. This caused him to jump a bit. “Yes… Uh.. Mistress…?” he stuttered. Vivi grinned. “Fuck, he doesn’t know our names…I’m Violet. People call me Vivi. YOU’RE only allowed to call me…Mistress V.” Jason nodded… Ally spoke up. “I’m Alison. People call me Ally. Since you’re not a person, only a slave… You may call me…Mistress A.” Again, Jason nodded.A matter of seconds later, Vivi whispered something to Ally. “What should we…That sounds good……but……-ten…” then, as he was about to. He was not letting up. He was grunting too, and seemed to be getting close. He flipped her on her back like a ragdoll so all I could see were her tone legs on either side of his muscled back, bright red heels pointed to the ceiling, and his baseball sized sack slapping into her ass“Oh yeah,” jay put his hand on my shoulder, “we ran out of rubbers homie. Used yours. Hope you don’t mind”.My heart dropped. Do those condoms even fit? It seemed to be holding together a few minutes ago when I had my. Emma was relaxed against the backdrop, her foot propped against the wall, her hands clasping her hips, which were askew. What made it all the more stunning was her expression. Her head was bent slightly downward, and she was looking up from under her eyebrows with a “come hither” look. It seems that the sexiest girls carry themselves with an air of innocent sexuality, but Emma had blossomed into young womanhood with a clear understanding of how the camera saw her. She would be destined to.