When Marilyn got her tits she became even worse. She would hardly associate with her brother or I.Then on my fourteenth birthday I got a call from Pet...e telling me to rush over to his house and come right up to his bedroom. I did and when I got there he was smiling. I knew he was up to something. He told me that he had a birthday present for me. I thanked him and said that it wasn’t necessary, but he disagreed. Then he called his sister in. Marilyn looked pissed and ready to kill someone.Pete. .cum on my tits for me...cover them with your hot load!"The look of pure lust in her eyes told me this woman was about to explode as I pumped my cock, aiming at her tits. The faster I pumped my cock, the harder she seemed to cum. After a couple of minutes I felt my balls tighten, and start to burn as my orgasm neared. She knew I was about to explode as she squealed."Yes, yes...cum on my tits...do it...cum on them...hurry!"Finally the cum came racing up my shaft as I steadied myself, putting my. As i passed by the toilets I found myself in need of some relief and walked innocently in, standing at a urinal I undid my work trousers and allowed them to drop enough for me to take out of my white cotton briefs my cock, as I relieved myself a man in his late fifties came in and standing next to me also took out his own cock which I couldnt help but notice was erect, i have to admit it was a stunning piece of meat at least ten inches long and as thick as a babies arm, i felt him looking at me. On the other hand her examination by the slave assessor was as degrading as possible. He placed his fingers in Elle’s every orifice, poked and prodded her and had her assume the most humiliating positions while he determined her fair market value. Elle felt that his fingers lingers upon her breast rump and sex far longer than necessary for the man to perform his job. It took all of her willpower to not complain loudly to her prince during her degradation. The slave assessor presented a figure.