"Hello!? Anyone in there?!" They walked down the stairs and saw us. They looked around and asked how we were doing health wise. Mom explained what hap...pened and how we spent the last few days - of course leaving out our sexual escapades. She assured them we were healthy and they explained what they were doing. They told us the electricity would be back on soon and they needed to clear out the trees and other stuff that was on our property. They advised us to go elsewhere for a few hours so we. (Thank you, Thomas?)Sometimes a Madam would choose a boy to be her slave. The duties were varied. The slaves always wore studded dog collars with long leads attached. If a slave displeased they would be whipped with the leather lead.The school's football team was coached by Madam Katrina. She was from Mombasa and I can only describe her as being stunning. She was just so beautiful. The team had reached the final of an inter-schools competition and the game was to be played at Greenlands. I was. Are you?"I'd wanted to fuck her for years, and the thought of having her for the entire weekend was too mch to resist. Even if she was bluffing, I'd still take a shot at playing with her now. Without hesitation, I turned around and lay beside her, my head moving over her fat thighs and fingers running through her sticky cum-filled bush. Cum or no cum, I was going to eat her pussy. Besides, she was right - if she could swallow cum, why couldn't I? She parted her legs wide and I dove in. Miguel sat next to me, his long legs stretched into the aisle, reading his textbook as placid as a frozen lake. I pressed my breasts against him and beamed my brightest smile at him, "We are gonna be on the train in 5 more hours. One night in Paris then tomorrow we will be in Amsterdam!!! I can't wait!" "Querida, I am happy also, but you are like a bean in a box, relax." "I can't I'm too excited."He leaned over me where I sat in the window seat, and covered my lips with his, "Minha Belle, I.