About five minutes later, the waitress came to the table to take the order. She immediately took notice of the dildo and looked at Karen. She noticed... the collar and the way she was dressed with the chain attached to her tits and she knew that she was a sex slave. She turned and focused all of her attention on Darrell and asked, “What would our visiting master like to order for dinner tonight? The special is Prime Rib and we do have a special slave’s plate available so that you can feed your. ”“I’m sure I’ll be fine. I’d like to stretch out a bit and maybe take a nap. Unless you would rather I moved.”“It’s up to you. I just don’t want anything to happen that might upset you and ruin the trip.I really didn’t think Jack would go too far and I was sure Beth wouldn’t let things get really out of hand so I didn’t press the point.On the last leg of the trip Beth got out a blanket and laid down on the rear seat with her head on Jack’s lap. She appeared to fall asleep and I didn’t hear any. It wasn’t until she slid into the truck that he realized that what he thought was her top was probably her swimming suit. Donna smiled at him. ‘Hi,’ she said. ‘I love the truck. Is this the one you talked about the other night?’ Tommy started off. ‘Yeah, it is,’ he said. ‘I decided I might as well go for it.’ ‘This truck is pretty fancy,’ the girl commented. ‘Wasn’t it expensive?’ ‘Actually, it wasn’t too bad,’ Tommy replied. ‘It’s a year old and I got a good deal.’ While Tommy drove out of. Sofia was still appreciatively horny when we flew to London. Our flight left New York at midnight and Sofia asked for a blanket and curled up quietly in the seat. Under cover, though, she gave me a slow, loving blow-job while I fingered her hot little twat.Sofia took to London quickly. At the hotel, she went downstairs and came back twenty minutes later with a brunette fox. The girl was in her 20s, very British, very bi-sexual, and she'd naturally been drawn by Sofia's young look and beauty..