It was incredible to be in a woman’s cunt. My sex slave’s cunt. Zanyia may have bullied her way into being my sex slave, but I enjoyed it now. I s...avored owning my women.Her cunt engulfed me to the hilt. She ground her clit into my pubic bone as she leaned over me. Her bluish tits swayed, her ruby nipples bouncing back and forth. They were such inviting tits. I seized them, my thumbs rubbing over her nubs.“Master!” she groaned, her pussy clenching down hard on my dick. “Oh, Master, yes, yes, we. " Jenny turns to lookat Katie and I with a pure look of horror across her face. I can't holdit and break out in a fit of laughter. Katie starts to laugh and scoldme at the same time. "You are so weak!" Jenny just flips us the birdand moves towards the kitchen. Katie looks at me and says "Well you getthe bathroom for being so weak!" I try to protest but Katie pushes mealong.After several hours of hard work and lots of laughs we are standing atthe entrance to an apartment that no longer. I ended up falling out of bed, I had to turn off that damn alarm so I grabbed a tennis shoe by my bed and chucked it at the alarm. luckily it hit the snooze button and silenced the sound.It took me a second to remember the pump session the night before, and that it had stayed on all night. I pressed the release valve and tried to pull it off, but it wouldn't budge. I wished the cup was see through so I could see how big an all-nighter made me. Excited and scared at the same time, I connected. She felt that she had hooked the good Doctor, hook, line, and sinker all on the up and up, as fair and square as possible in these trying times of unstable economic fortune. Honeysuckle considered that she had made a good deal and was willing to play the role of dutiful wife and mother just as her soon-to-be husband sealed the deal in the marriage bed on their very first night was man and wife. In the interim she was willing to make do with the dark skinned upstairs maid Becky, her best friend.