She says its sily but could i give opinion as to which dress is best to wear. ermmm i dont know, the blue on i suppose. she thanks me, i just stand... there, not believing what im doing. your so fit i say. what did u say she asks. sugar did i say tht out loud? yes you did steve, something on your mind? ermm, now very red and embarassed....she says she can give me a magazine to go finish off.finish what off i say? ure in need of some atention there aint u mr? o yeah,sorry, ill go downstairs.. .. " she begged."Gweny-Gweny, time to pee!" said the unrelenting Nica, unseen beneath Gwen's soccer-ball tits, the only parts of Gwen able to respond unrestrained to the tickle torture and doing so to ridiculous extremes.Gwen's bladder was in agony. Nica seemed to lack the capacity to get bored. Gwen tried to decide if she was accomplishing anything by her resistance when she realized that Nica had stopped. Gasping for air, she realized that Nica was cheering. With dawning horror, she realized. “Oh God!” I moaned. “I traded in slaves to get here?”“Well, slaves is an overstatement,” Mel suggested. “You never made someone say yes when they wanted to say no or simply just ignored the whole question of consent. They all want to say yes to you and to your friends.”“Fuck...” I frowned. “How do I live with this?”“The Castle helps.” Rena quipped. I needed that. “Besides, if those friends of yours, weren’t the kind of people who’d take care of your gifts, they weren’t getting shit.”“Debauchery. I held her head with my thighs close to my pussy.She was licking me furiously .Rubbing my clit.I was nearing my climax.When I orgasmed she dint stop licking me.She lapped up all my juices raised her head,looked at me,rolled her tongue onto her lips taking drops of my juice from lips and swallowed.She immediately kissed me.I could still taste my juices on her lips and tongue.She took of her petticoat and started to sit on my face.I asked her whether she had bath.She answered yes.I let her pussy.