The lips glistened with the oily effusion from her showerhead induced arousal and when JJ blew on the soft, fleshy gate her breath hitched in her thro...at as a rush of hot air brushed the exposed, sensitive flesh. His hands moved slowly and caressingly over her hips and belly to cup her full, round breasts in his hot palms."Oooohhh," Daphne moaned, her tongue darting back and forth to moisten the dryness that parched her lips. Her whole body trembled and she blushed with prudish shame because her. I was looking across to the skinny guy and he was looking straight at me when he suddenly made a face and I looked down to see he was squirting a good load of his cum into the urinal, damn, that was too quick, and he quickly flicked off the drops and put it away and was off out the door. I was left with one stiff cock and a good load of cum to look at but not alot else!!Then the guy who had been at the sinks moved back across the room and stood up at the left hand urinal and got his cock out it. Every slave is assured a scoop of rice every day. She claims you're forcing her to eat tournedos Rossini. Do you have a comment?" Of all the ungrateful ... Mrs. Collins, I'll have you know I serve a bowl of rice. She chooses not to eat it. I can't be responsible. What should I do? Force-feed her? Of all the nerve! What's next?" Well," Anita continued, trying to control her giggles, "Slave Cynthia claims you don't allow her to sleep on the floor. She is right, you know. A slave has the right to. "Thank you, Santa. I love you.", Sienna said sweetly in low sexy tones as she daintily stepped down from the platform, stopping to turn slightly to smile and wave back to an apparently just-turned-to-stone, red-suited fat man with a beard. As Sienna blew him a kiss and turned to step down to a waiting Uncle Terry, a big knowing smile on his face, Santa back up in his chair opened his hands to hold out in front of himself a recently worn, skimpy purple thong. A gift from the sexiest "little".