The little thing was kicking and screaming; snot and tears streamed down it's face. The older slave tried to look away but Catherine grabbed it's head... and forced it to watched. It was at that moment the tiny thing bit down on Tommy. "Arrrgh, you little bitch!" Tommy yelled. Picking it up Tommy snarled at it, "If you ever bite me again I will kill you!" Flipping it around Tommy shoved it's face into the mattress and stuck his dick into her tiny bruised asshole. He pushed harder and harder on. I feel your tongue separate my lips and I open. You run your tongue up and down the layers of my flesh. You slide your hands under my thighs and pull me more into you. Your basically fucking me with your tongue. You look up and see my clit… begging for attention… you ease back just a bit and lick the juices that are seeping out of me… like a lollipop you lick up my lips to my clit… I feel you lick my clit and I moan.. You flick my clit with your tongue… quick little flicks. My legs shudder.. What was it that everyone called me sir these days? But I assumed that in her job Heather had learned to stroke the ego of the people who she wanted to part with their money. I smiled and nodded.“So,” Heather asked Bitch. “Is it true that you are doing this consensually?”“Very much so, ma’am” Bitch smiled.Heather nodded, then turned back to me.“So, sir, can you tell me what you are looking for?”I realized that somehow I had taken over the lead from Kat, who I had expected to manage this. ”“At least he sent flowers,” Jack mumbled. He wished there was some quiet place for him to wait, but there wasn’t. The sounds of mother and daughter appreciating the flowers were driving nails into his brain. It was obvious to him that his daughter was happy and, in the light of day, that was the important thing.The pair of women entered the kitchen. Lisa was glowing while carrying a huge bouquet of roses. She looked up at her father and saw the man slumped in his chair holding up his head in.