As she served the meal, many of the men patted her ass. Some were even so bold to slide a finger over her practically exposed pussy. A few of the wo...men fondled a tit or pinched a nipple. Some commented about its firmness or shape, and the youthfulness of the slave they were attached to. Slave Connie would only smile and nod. She then disappeared into the kitchen to eat her own meal. About an hour later, Master Jim called out. “Slave Connie, you may serve desert now. Start at the far. ” Amber nodded and looked from Addie to Cathie, “Of course, Mrs. Ward, anything for the Boss’s wife.” She smiled and waited. “We have been invited for a long weekend to the Chairman’s house this weekend, and I haven’t a thing to wear!” she placed the back of her hand against her forehead dramatically and went on. “Addie is too busy to give his little wife any attention,” she pouted theatrically and laughed. “But he doesn’t have any fashion sense at all anyway, so, would you mind accompanying. In order to save money, the landscapers had build a donut-shaped hill, and planted trees only around the edges, to make it look like a complete hill. We stumbled through the soft pines and found ourselves in a small dip, covered in brown pine needles.She spun around, and embraced me. We kissed, a soul searching kiss like none I had known. If felt like we were joined at the lips.She dropped to her knees suddenly, grabbing my belt and pants with both hands. She loosened the belt, and dropped my. They immediately lifted the covers and I crawled in between the two of them. I instantly had four hands all over my body. My breasts were quite nice at that stage, just good-sized handfuls but I did look quite pretty and the boys, of course, were horny as you would expect. I raised up and pulled off my tee, then snuggled back under the covers. Ricky ducked his head under the covers and began sucking a nipple as Mason worked his middle finger up into me while I spread wide. I looked over at.