" "You carry your position well, my slave. I shall do as you request, rest assured of that. Martha... well. Martha is perhaps uncertain of how ...lowly she is now she is enslaved, but I am sure a little torment will convince her of her role. But you are already truly respectful. Perhaps this will do for a reward..." You slip a small vibrator gently into Laura's young pussy and turn it on, listening contentedly to her delighted murmurs as it works its spell on her clit. You step back. I feel like I’m going to wet myself as your fingers rub on a place inside me and juices gush from me soaking you. Your hands pull me tight to you and you do a fantastic job of lapping up your prize, you’re pleased with the noises I make, because you created them, they are your masterpiece. You smile up at me, and I smile down at you, then you press your face to my stomach and just hold me while breathing hot breaths onto my skin, it’s the sweetest moment of my life so far. I want to please you. She pushed her breasts harder against his face, pushing them together to smother his face in her breast flesh. As she pressed her big breasts in his face, Thomas slid one hand down her flat stomach to her mound, and she gasped as he cupped her mound in the palm of his hand. She was hot and wet, her outer lips slippery with her juices, and he slipped a finger between them to caress her soft, silky and slippery inner lips. She groaned and released her breasts from her hands, wrapping her arms. I undressed and dropped my sweaty clothes on the floor.I was leaning into the shower to turn the water on when the door opened behind me. I looked over my shoulder, and Jason was standing there, shirtless, holding a towel and a pair of basketball shorts.“Oh, sorry,” he said. “No worries,” I said, standing up. Our eyes met briefly, then Jason’s glance flicked down at my crotch. When he looked back up and realized I had seen him, he looked away, embarrassed.I turned back to the shower and got in..