Her ass was round and dimpled and looked like it could take some punishment. "Stand and Hairy face me" She again obeyed, although this time she did not bow her head and look at his cock. She looked him right in his eye, showing her defiance in her blue eyes. He had heard that this slave was rebellious and needed a tight reign to control her. Her last master had put her ups for sale for that reason and that is exactly the reason that he had purchased her. He liked his slaves to rebel a little and he definitely enjoyed breaking in a rebellious slave. Occasionally, if one of his slaves was extremely bad, he would give them to the handlers for the night. Since they were rarely able to use the merchandise and relieve themselves, he handlers were always very hard fetish on the slaves, taking turns fucking them all night long. The slaves were well used and cumshot raw by the morning. He would then have them thoroughly washed, douched and presented to him. They were not allowed to rest or eat anything. He would then proceed to use their pussy until their cunts were all but usesless. It did not pay to piss him off. His new slave shifted uncomfortably under his gaze although she continued to look him in japanese the eye. "Lay on the rug over there. Put your hands above your head and clasp your hands together. You are not to move from this position unless otherwise instructed. Spread your legs" He pointed to a thick Persian carpet in front of the fireplace. There were pillows, of all sizes, scattered around the asian rug, with several posts, shackles attached, placed strategically. This was the first place that he used his new slaves. It created a false sense of security. She lay down on the rug and put her hands above her head, clasping her fingers. She spread her legs, but not far enough. He walked over and, using his foot, spread her legs further apart. She responded dutifully, but convincingly. I can’t just—” I cupped my daughter on the cumshot cheek, wiping away her tears with my thumb, seeing her beauty shine brighter once the pain was dried from it. Her bleached-blonde hair spilled down to her shoulders. It was really warm so Hairy Id dressed up really nicely, wearing a crop top and a skirt. The splits stopped just above the garters and showed a hint of her milky thighs. "What did she say?" The end. “Hey” he said, a big smile on his face, “I was wondering if you were coming back, I didn’t see you last week after we …um…you know…I thought maybe you were afraid fetish to see me.” “True, but are you sure, everyone who hires a jet-ski is supposed to wear one, insurance condition.” Once I was in her, I could call her asian whatever I liked. In a flash, I remembered and practically bolted back for the dining room. Mom rubbed my chest, massaging me and kissing my ear as I pounded our daughter. I felt a bit embarrassed and proud, both at the same time. “This is what you get for being such a bitch this morning.” Evelyn says with a smirk that swiftly disappears when the brunette suddenly cups her cunt through her jeans. It glinted gold. Hartwell said. She wipes it from my face and takes some for herself. For all the advantages of having an Orc lover, in her own opinion, their chiselled bodies did not japanese make comfortable resting spots save, of course, for a few choice pillowy areas. “Mandy, I want you to pinch the base of Lance's penis. She began to whimper and her cheeks turned red as I played with her, her body soon writhing in bliss. I hadn't been spanked by mother since I was a little kid. Several women were fisting me, two at a time and feeding me their tits.