She had flipped over onto her back – a fine sheen of sweat coating her. She looked absolutely radiant. Her nipples were red and swollen, as was her ...labia. Her face flushed. Everything else was a field of snowy white skin. She rose, her hand in mine, and I led her to her computer. “Sit down, you will be typing,” I said. “But what will I be typing, Master?” I had to work to fit myself under her desk. It wasn't easy. The desk was small to fit the slut, it wasn't intended for someone to attempt to. "I looked at her.She prompted gently, "Say it." What?" Say fuck. Let me hear you say it." Fuck." No, look at me. Say it." Fuck."She whispered, "Say it slower."I looked at her and said more slowly, "Fuck."She put a finger on my lips. "Mmmmm. Nasty boy."I said firmly, sitting up. "Listen, I'm starving. And I'm sweaty and I need a shower." As I moved off the bed and got stuff together for bathing, Martha stretched again in bed, looking absolutely gorgeous with her tousled hair and naked legs and. Heather guided his cock to the pucker, leaned down a bit and then slammed down with a piercing shriek! In a split second, Buck’s bone was buried to the hilt inside Heather’s virgin ass hole. Tears were flowing from Heather’s soft eyes although they quickly were washed away by the hot shower. “Oh Buck! It hurts so much!” Buck rubbed her clit gently with one hand while fondling her very small tits with the other. “Just hold still for a minute sweetie. Your ass has to get used to being. Elyse was grinding her groin on to him while she squealed and gasped from newly aroused passions. Then it was time for the moment of truth. He had to shove his stimulated manhood all the way into this whimpering virgin that was responding to his exploratory touch. He soon had need of the lush, yellow haired sister. With strong hands, the king pulled Elyse onto her back and mounted the fair haired nymph. Instantly the other two women grabbed Elyse’s slender ankles and held her back so far that.