I have been watching my wife as much as the other one and she appears to be looking at the woman more than the man, I whisper in her ear. “Which one... you looking at” “Her” “Why”? “Never seen another pussy before” I think the other couple most have heard her as she opens her legs some more and he spreads her pussy lips with his fingers giving us a good clear view of her sticky pink flesh. My wife leans forward to get a closer look and I unclip her bra while she is bent over. The other woman says.. He needs our prayers and our support as he faces tough times with his heart condition and I want us to be properly solemn in his honor tonight.“Will you please do that for me.”He was extremely happy to do that for us and we all joined hands, bowed our heads and let the Reverend leads us in a meaningful, quiet prayer for God’s healing touch and for the protection of Sam and his family as they transition back to private life.Kansas is a nice place. People tend to be respectful and generally kind.. ”Candy said, “Bitch” but then she giggled.I fucked into my sister for only a couple of minutes before I started to cum. I shot out a lot of sperm and it felt great. Candy could feel the squirts and by the time I was firing my last gob into her love canal she stated her orgasm and she couldn’t keep quiet. Mandy reached over and placed her hand over Candy’s mouth and told her to be quiet. Candy was deep into her orgasm and she had no idea what was happening outside her own mind.As things quieted. So, I was correct! This was my initiation as a true sex slave asset. As I had read on-line, often Masters wanted to remind their sex slaves that they could always be replaced with a better cunt slut any day and this little ritual evidenced it clearly for all to view. When Master walked me around the room for his congratulatory victory debut, what I had thought was the other Masters patting my head was not what was happening at all. The Masters had each of their slaves crouch over my skull cap.