By the look on her face she was as nervous as I was. Neither of us had ever met someone from online conversations. As she walked towards me my heart... stopped, her beauty taking my breath, her body carved by the Gods….a walking Greek statue. I try to calm myself, taking deep breaths as she approaches. As we stand before one another, staring silently, we speak. Yet these are not words heard by any but us, our souls communicating through a shared thread of existence. I reach to touch her face,. "Oh, no. You stay here. Your mouth is unworthy, but your face will be a fine place so spray my jism, when Snowwhite makes me come." Aahh, what a fine idea. Wait a minute." The second unknown woman left the chair, where she and Snowwhite had been spanking the slave-girl. "I'm Connie. Let me take care of her ass and cunt. I think she needs to be shown her place." She showed them two nasty looking dildos, which she inserted with no preliminaries. She rammed the fattest up the slave's cunt, and. He was right in the middle of fixing dinner when the phone rang, which he answered."Hello?" Oh baby ... don't be too upset ok? But I'm going to be at least two hours late before I can get there, does that fuck things up for you too much?"David looked over at the expensive Pork Chops he'd just finished barbequing, the baked potatoes only then having come out of the oven. Megan was supposed to have been there half an hour ago, he should have expected it and waited. But he hadn't. He'd wanted to. Evening Star was producing copious quantities of fluid lubricant, so Doug knew that she was already wet enough for her first penetration, but he wanted to torture the both of them with anticipation for a little while longer. He extended his finger into her tunnel and found her intact hymen. Doug was a little surprised to find it still in place; he figured that she would have broken it by now from all the running and jumping she would have done as a child. Oh, well, no problem. They'd take care.