"Harold look at me and say, 'You know what they be doing, right?' I was young but not so dumb I don't know sex when I see it, so I say, 'Yes. They wer...e making sex together.' Harold laugh and says to me, 'You know we can do that too.'"I say, 'I gotta think about that, ' but Harold got another think. He unbutton the front of my dress, take my little puppy in his hand and start to squeeze, real gentle, not like my father was squeezing Harold's mother. It felt really good – fine, and he kisses me. Her other hand began twirling on her clit, and lightning bolts of joy began to arc through her. ‘Ohhhh!!! Yesssss!!!!’ she moaned. Her fingers continued their delightful activities and her hips began to rock and squirm. What she was doing to herself might be wrong, but it felt so good! She needed this, desperately! ‘Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!! Ohhhhhh!!!’ Lise murmured. Her head lolled on her shoulders and she felt as if she were on fire. The fire was growing hotter and hotter, fanned by her rapidly. At least that decision had been postponed for now. Since Tiffany had made friends with Mistress Lauren, she had certainly changed, and for the worse. Lauren expressed the view that she was lord over her slaves, and treated them badly. She definitely was glad that her first Mistress had been Erica, and not Lauren. It was one thing to serve and be properly disciplined. It was another to be carelessly treated by a selfish and intolerant Mistress. Janet shivered at the life that her slaves must. " He dropped to his knees in front of her, pressing gently on her shoulders until she was sitting just in front of his erection. She smiled and leaned up to kiss him. "You're so beautiful." He admired her rain wet flesh and placed his hands on the back of her head to pull her toward him, beginning a passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. Gabriel felt a subtle shift deep inside, as if the last piece of a puzzle had slid into place. He broke the kiss.