”Before long they arrived in a large living room filled with leather furniture. There was a fireplace against one wall and an expensive entertainmen...t center against another. Sure enough, on one of the leather couches was a shopping bag which Jeanne grabbed. She began digging through the bag with a grin on her face. “I picked these up for you yesterday. Take off your clothes and shoes while I remove the tags.”Jeanne began ripping the tags off and laying out her purchases as James kicked off his. "Not long enough for me to forget that you squirted all over me and left me with a hard cock like the one you're reviving with your hand there."He leaned down and kissed her, pulling her closer to his side. As the kiss broke, he let his eyes roam over Rachel's body, appreciating every smooth curve. Rachel watched his eyes wandering about on her body and shivered with pleasure as she leaned down to take James' stiff rod into her mouth. Slowly, she sunk down on it, taking as much as she could. Exhaled slowly. I pushed open the more heavier, wooden door doing my best to keep calm.He was no where in sight. I breathed a deep sigh of relief, felt the muscles relax just a bit and turning, I closed the door behind me, being much more sedate in my mannerisms. I knew my reprieve was going to be short -- he was still in the house -- somewhere. I walked purposely through the kitchen, not deeming to hide the echoed clicking sounds of my fuck-me heels as each hit the tile floor. I entered the. WHACK. He slapped her left tit violently. "Do you understand, bitch?"She howled in pain. "Yes damn it!"WHACK. The crack from the right tit echoed through the dungeon. "Yes what, bitch?" Yes, Sir. I understand." She continued to glare at him."Good! That's better! Cindy, knock off the bawling and answer me properly."Cindy, through her sobs, softly said. "Yes Sir."Now, Sandra and Cindy, you two rest while I have a chat with little Trina here."Sandra protested. "No, not my baby. Please don't hurt.