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?Now you are going to perform for your Master’s amusement? ?Yes, Sir? . . . came a halting response. She wasn’t sure what I had in mind, but I was sure she was guessing. I detached the spreader bar and helped her climb off the table by grasping her hips.?Sit? I said pointing at the floor by the table. Still getting used to the large plug in her ass, she gingerly took the position, sitting on her heels, with her palms facing upwards on her thighs. This was the ?At ease? position, which she assumed while I was readying equipment.I swept the sheepskin cover from the table, and placed a large dildo in its center, with two flat cushions on either side, and trailed the wire from its remote control to the edge of the table. ?You know what to do, slut!? I pointed at the rubber cock which sat upright on the large wooden coffee table. There was only one position in which she could possibly get it inside her and that was squatting over it. She crawled to the table, and clambered up onto it. I. "Yes." Tomorrow during the day we're supposed to be nice, smiling cherubs without a sexual thought in our heads. But there's tomorrow night!"Kennedy grinned. "I'm getting up early to work out. I'll think of you!" Ladies," Amy called softly from the hall, "bed!"Kennedy went to her own bed and settled in. She was surprisingly tired, and she smiled to herself as the memories of the day flooded through her mind. Evidently making love was a good aerobic exercise. Her brain held one thought as she drifted away on soft clouds. Tonight I was made love to, and I made love to someone that I didn't know at dinner time.It seemed like only an instant had passed when she opened her eyes again. She grinned to herself. She'd had a couple of glasses of punch last night and for the first time in a long time she wasn't sure if she could make it until morning.Trying to be as quiet as she could, she got up and padded down the hallway between bunks to the bathroom.She finished and went to wash her hands;.
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