I looked down and found that the quilt had slipped up, exposing the length of her leg, the warm caramel of nylon, the dark band at the top of the stoc...king. The seam was slightly crooked from a night of sleeping and one snap had come loose. It looked sexy, even slightly unkempt. I carefully pushed the cover off her hip and then a little more so I could look at her in her underwear. The white girdle was snug and shapely and I slipped lower on the bed so that I could see how the curves of her. These people were given the choice of one or two thousand dollars, or their own private and court ordered to be willing sex slave for a week. Seeing as the majority of people I had conned, were the type who I felt were not really going to miss the odd couple of grand, I was surprised the number wanting sexual payback wasn't higher." So you pretty much had sex every night after work for a year as part of your sentence?" Not just sex, no. That would have been a walk in the park compared to what I. It was like a combination wrestling match and dance performance – Jessica leading the way, setting the rhythm, confident and masterful; Janice responding, using her hips to gain maximum friction, crying out like an a****l as she was penetrated deeper and deeper.After climaxing twice – the second time with screams that would’ve made a passer-by think someone was being murdered inside – Janice sprawled out on her back on the floor. “Thanks, I needed that,” she said.Jessica stood looking around. I moved around the front and crooked my finger at her. She did not hesitate to give me her hands. I gently strapped her wrists into the harnesses. I went back behind her and restrained her legs apart. I slipped her silky pink panties off. Raising her skirt I lowered myself and began sucking each cheek like a rubber band as it smacks back into place. Sherry's mouth fell open to the new sensation, as she felt fast excitement!"Oh my Sir!" Gasping at the pleasure. I allowed her to savor the feel.