.. not that it really meant much to pig or Mr. Toilet. pig was still Master's worthless a****l, living naked for easy exposure and humiliation for His... pleasure. and there was never any reason Mr. Toilet would have to stay faithful to a pigfreak like pig. he can have as many nasty cunts rubbing on him as he wants. pig knew Mr. Toilet was probably cheating on it with other sluts. nonetheless, Mr. Toilet was always good to pig. and pig considered itself lucky to be able grind its disgusting pig. Today she had on a plaid halter top and a pair of tiny pink knit shorts that showed the bottom third of her butt cheeks and hugged every line and crease of her pussy.Paula was poking around by the chairs that Doug and I used the night before. The pillow and blanket were gone and I hoped Doug put them away before Paula got up. She looked into the cooler, then sniffed the ashtray I'd wiped clean. I watched as she circled their house to the trashcans, finding and counting the empty beer bottles.. She rolled her hips around a couple of times and then slid off my body again.With the naughtiest grin ever, she indicated my shiny wet cock and said, "Help yourself!"I laughed with her and said, "Any guy who can lick his own cock would never leave the house." Suit yourself," she teased."Maybe I will," I teased back.I quickly sat up and grabbed her and gave her a quick kiss. She realized that I was planning something nefarious, and she tried to escape. We play-wrestled for a bit, and she let me. " She teased Rico's bell-end with her stiff horse whip while looking deep into his eyes with a stern glare, bringing the leashed captives cock to rigidity, then dismounted with the other two to prepare the three dozing males yet to learn their fate. The blonde and brunette prompted their stallions into motion, Rico and Reeves staggering behind; the brunette laughed as she glanced back."Maybe I'll sell him as soon as I get back, and then I'll come back for another; they're ten a penny at the.