“Do you like being a fuck puppet, slave?”He nodded.“I know you do,” she said as she withdrew the two fingers even more slowly than the first a...ssault. She pulled out and removed the rubber glove from that hand. She re-oiled her still-gloved left hand, and slid two fingers deep into him. This time they slid in a little easier. This time she began probing and exploring inside her new slave. She spread her fingers apart as far as they would go. Her slave was no virgin, but obviously was out of. It turns me on when you look at me. Those times before too when you were checking me out. It's fun to look and I don't mind. I'm not ashamed of my body." "Billy," Diane started to say. "I look too," Billy said. "I've been looking down your blouse since you started washing my feet." "Not much to see there, I'm afraid," Diane mumbled, trying desperately to look anywhere but at the monolith still sticking up out of the water. "Got a look at you getting dressed this morning too," Billy confessed.. Whatcan she make you do that you don't want to? Walter finallyasked himself. In that moment, he was lost. In what seemed like the nextinstant he found himself lying nude in his wife' customary sleeping position,the similarly unclad damsel straddling his abdomen. "Whodo you belong to?" Gabriella asked as she ground her ever-moistening moundinto his flesh. "You," Waltersighed, the sight of the young girl's body having completely transcended whateverwillpower he still possessed. "Andwhat are you. " Okay. We're having an easy go of it because we're just following in your tracks." Are we okay, Major?" Whitney asked, her voice tight as she and the other girls looked at the blackness of the drop off beside the road."We're fine. The road has recently been plowed out. We have good tires and this is a big vehicle. We're still cutting through to the surface, so we don't really have any worries there. Biggest problem is just not being able to see very far in front of us. We can stop and wait for.