?You know none of the stock ever sees a spitting.?It saved a lot of grief keeping the facts of live spitting from the pigs. They knew better than to ...speak in front of men, but they talked among themselves. He didn?t want to have to deal with hysterical sows every time he hosted a barbecue.Trace smiled widely at his father. A good looking young man with his father?s dark hair and blue eyes, he had an air of confidence that stopped just short of arrogance. His father doted on him and he knew. ” and he proceded to remove his trousers and pants to reveal a rock hard cock.Jane removed her dress to stand in lacy bra and knickers and stockings.I must have looked confused so Pete came up to me and lead me to the settee.I sat down without complaint and my jeans and pants still around my ankles. He knelt down and pulled them off. He pushed my legs apart and leaned forward to place his stubbly chin on my sopping wet expectant cunt. He rubbed it up and down just like he had done with Jane and. ’ ‘Like hell I…’ Andrea’s words were cut off as Vicki shoved her pussy into the other woman’s face. She gripped her hair, holding her tight against her as she mashed her pussy into Andrea’s mouth. ‘Oh yea, Eat my pussy bitch.’ She growled rubbing Andrea’s face all over her snatch. Vicki had always been a big girl. 5í9î and full figured. All her life she had men groping her. When she turned 18, her s****rs’ lover ****d her and she turned lesbian. Now she was spending the next 20 years in prison. She hung her head. "Yes, Master."Surprisingly, this was turning into more of a test for my already established slave, than for my new one.I pulled out a pair of large scissors, and handed them to Vonda. "You can do the honors."For a few seconds, my slave's mouth flopped open and closed, like a grounded fish. She realized that there was nothing she could say or do. She took the scissors."I'm so sorry," Vonda whispered to her victim.Pyx whispered back. "It's okay really. I've been expecting this.