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For every mistake or omission she made, she was told she would get five hard whips across her, now very vulnerable, tits. ?Do you want me to fuck your ass now, Laurel?? he asked as he removed her from the column. ?If so, get on your knees and stick your butt up with your tits on the ground.That?s exactly the poise that Laurel struck.?Now, pull your ass cheeks apart and I?ll lub your asshole,? he said.With a few shifting movements Roger was in her ass and Laurel looked Patti in the eye. ?You remember you will keep his cock clean with your mouth, Slave.? Roger did not allow himself the satisfaction of coming in Laurel?s ass but he did like the ways she moved on his stiff prick.He exited her ass and moved to Patti?s waiting mouth. She lick him clean all the way to his ball sack. ?Master, if it pleases you, perhaps I can do a better job if you pull me closer to you by pulling on my nipples. Just a thought, Master!? she added.She moaned in pain as Roger just about pulled her tits off her. We return at 7 in the morning and forget the whole incident. Fine, sounded good.Let me call this chick Ria as I will encounter her again in my life. I took her to my room and we chatted for some time with my eyes staring at her nipples under her T. Soon I was kissing her and pressing her well toned ass. She just held me as I kept my crotch away from rubbing at her. I put my hands inside her t shirt and had it out. I realized there was no bra. She was top less and I took her to the window so that we could see the moon light. I had one hand cover her tow boobs, and my other was rubbing her crotch. As my hand well between her thighs I could feel her wetness. I pushed my hand inside her pants which has no zipper and reached for her pussy. She was wet all over. I took my hand out, licked her fluids and had her out of those pants. She had on a tiny thong which barely covered anything. I undressed and as we sipped some wine and kept feeling each other, I got up and took my cock to her lips..
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