“Should I rub you clit, the way you like? Tell me if you want me to.” I said. “Yes, please rub my clit. Make me feel your love through your fing...ers on my clit.” you replied. I stopped all movement. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Yesssssss!” you exclaimed. “Rub my horny clit. Can’t you see in my eyes how much I want you to?” Slowly, I began to rub your clit, side to side at first. The look of gratitude and intense pleasure in your eyes was instantaneous. I moved my finger over your clit, varying the. You lay beneath me as I straddle you. "Do not move, No undoing your pants and no touching." I say as you lay there. Teasing and taunting you. As you get harder and harder beneath me. Feeling you squrim and try reaching for me. Pushing you back down. "Oh my God" comes from your lips. A grand smile comes across my face. Having a blast. Curtain wide open, as I continue my assault. Using my finger tips, scratching down your chest knowing it drives you wild. Kissing biting and nibbling your neck. The rest of us went inside for lunch but Father kept Mother Sofala and Mother Nykeea behind and spoke with them quietly for a moment. Both mothers were smiling when they came inside to join us for a lunch served by seven new, and beautiful, slave women.“Harazar, these seven women maintained the household for the Baron. They have had no work experience outside of the house,” Father explained, as if he was expecting me to make a decision.“For now, their work assignment would be up to Mother. "Mmmm." Chris smiled. "Can you give us some notes before class, sir?" Uh, yes, of course. Come to my office."Chris smiled as she tugged at Nancy's arm. The gorgeous girls followed the handsome English teacher to his office. They went in. The walls of his office were stuffed with books. His desk was piled with papers, lecture notes, books with dog-eared pages."Oh my, it's a little messy in here," he apologized."We don't care," Chris said. "Right, Nancy?" Naw, we don't care, sir." Well, let me.