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I debated whether to report him to management for his crying behavior
or not in view of the free usage he offered me, but decided slave
discipline had to be consistent and his offer to let me use his mlifs body free
could be seen as a bribe, so I called the front desk and reported the
incident, indicating I didn't think they had to worry about it ever
happening again. They thanked me and said the slave would receive 10
lashes of the cane before being caged for the night as an "encouragement"
of the Irish slave's efforts to improve himself. They also said an extra
coupon for use of a pleasure slave of my choice would be the hotel's way of
thanking me for reporting mlifs the slave and that I could pick it up the next
time I passed the front desk.
"Lets take my car," Janis said as they found the exit. They
strolled over to the little white Chevrolet and all three got in the front
seat, Peter in the middle. It was getting dark as Janis nosed the car out of
the parking lot.
He stopped, his cock
in her to the hilt. He retrieved smelling salts from his shirt pocket
and held it under her nose. When she revived, he fucked her ass long
and hard until they both came.
But his cock was aching now, pulsing with its urgent need to feel some
of that ecstasy, to dip its stimulated glans into any rich and creamy
wetness. Eddie got down on his knees behind his sister and ran his
hands over her trimly modeled ass. She spread her thighs immediately,
sensing his need mlifs and making it her own as she kept eating into their
aunt's boiling snatch, making the other woman squirm helplessly.
"I sure as hell
need it."
Eddie and Linda hurried into the living room, where his sister said,
"You think we ought to strip now, or wait a little bit?" "Maybe we'd better wait. Isobel acts a little jumpy, so we'll give mlifs the
liquor time to work.
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