I started to move her shirt slowly as I touch her nipples lightly under her shirt but in front of him. She is leaning back on me and kissing me. I am ...rubbing her tits right there in front of him. As I was rubbing her tits under the shirt I let the shirt move higher and higher, my little finger is helping the shirt along. I am watching him and those unblinking eyes. I decided to go for it and let the shirt go on up. Rub rub wiggle wiggle, kiss kiss. J is gone on her own sex trip now, I have both. "You're pretty down here," she said. I felt her fingers massaging the skin to either side of my vagina. Her eyes looked up as she smiled, "...just like everywhere else." I felt a flutter in my tummy, she was being so sweet to me. Some lube had gathered at the base which she spread in a little circle and down into my butthole. I flinched a little at the sudden pleasure of it. "That okay?" She asked me.I nodded, "It feels really nice. I've never been touched back there."She seemed displeased with. So, he picked strong looking slaves and trained them like athletes. He also worked out how he would avoid the hunt and taught them something of the strategies of the chase. It surprised him how capable some of the women were of understanding strategy and even, in some cases, tactics.After the first hunt in which one of the quarry he had trained had escaped capture for the requisite two hours he was made Master of Quarry to the Emir. All agreed that the hunts were better, and if the kills were. Pull your dress down, you look like a slut." I feel like a slut," I said with a shy giggle."And don't forget your free bubblegum," Jimbo said with a grin, pushing his cum-filled condom into my mouth as I sat up slowly. "Thanks for the fuck, pussy. Come back anytime!" Are you hungry?" Heather asked me as we drove out of downtown."Yeah," I said around the condom I was chewing like bubblegum. Heather hadn't let me spit it out and I didn't really mind. I liked the salty flavor, although most of it.