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Angela must have noticed as she reacted to my movement and my approach to her. I walked slowly behind her touching her for the first time as I slid fingers under the clasp of her bra. I was careful to keep my touch minimal by using just three fingers. The feel of the lace was delicate as I positioned them to easily unfasten the single hook holding it. Then I used the small finger of each of my hands to trace up the straps toward her shoulders where I raised them. Lifted slightly, the bra slid it down her arms and away from her entirely. My touch remained minimal, and with her bra in-hand, I passed it to Bob who had just returned from the closet to his appointed location. “Bob, put Angela’s beautiful bra on the desk and return to your chair there. I’ll call you when I need you next.” Away he went. Circling around her to face her, I took in the view—round, very firm, the large nipples in full sight. A slight hardness in each was evident. “Open, Angela,” and I moved my fingers toward her mouth. “Tongue, please.” It was large and thick. I pressed it with the thumb and forefinger of one hand and then the other. milky I transferred her saliva to the tip tits of each breast, squeezed lightly, and began rubbing my fingers together. The effect was immediate as I felt them harden and extend. I kept the left hand there, rubbing gently, while my right hand went to Angela’s waist and unbuttoned her skirt. Then I returned to my chair and called to Bob. “Bob, Angela is going to remove her skirt and you are going to hang that in the closet for her.” He simply obeyed me in obedience to Angela. “Then you’re back to your place again. Understood?” I heard his meek reply but could not distinguish his words. When I returned my attention to Angela, her eyes were fixed trifecta on me waiting for my voice. Much as my eyes were enjoying her exposed breasts, I instructed her to turn her back to me. “Take the skirt off—slowly.” The tightness of its fit made her wiggle to escape it even after the winding of the zipper going down had stopped. As it passed the width of her hips, I told her, “Let it drop and step out, then hand it to Bob.” She reached down to pick-up the skirt for him. I watched the strand of her matching string, a black angle as her gorgeous ass tilted. Both exposed cheeks showed high cut tan marks from a swimsuit, but they were faint. Bob had pivoted from the closet to return to his place. His only view was of Angela facing him in her g-string and thigh-high stockings. I was absolutely sure she was not smiling at her husband. “Stop there, Bob. Angela, spread your legs a little farther apart.” She did with no hesitation. “Just a little more, please.” Again, no hesitation. “Now, bend slightly from your waist and arch your back. Put your hands on your knees and look at Bob.” When she did, he dropped his eyes to the floor. “Bob! I’m surprised. This is your gift to me. Don’t you think it’s beautiful? I do. Take your chair now while I finish unwrapping. Tools were set to the side, toys were found and put somewhere close at hand. Continuing to moan, she stroked his cock like a pro. I want you to keep teaching me." She must still be a virgin. I was so empty and yet so happy for her. One thing led to another and they all fucked me. This was the third session and they all wanted to repeat the same thing again.” I stopped. I groaned softly. “This is Mr. Jorst.” Their master explained as the pair quickly got nude. “Look at her,” I whispered, “look how she wants me. Did she ever sound like that for you?” Since it was getting dark the clerk really couldn't see anything but Mary almost died when she said, "Hi Mrs. Clark." C cup, but growing fast! I couldn't take anymore, I just let go, I stopped straining against the cuffs, I sagged onto the desk, going limp was the only thing I could do now. Within a minute his knot was swelling and he managed to force it deep inside. He gently pulled her up and onto her feet in the slow, steady motion of just his one arm, not trifecta heaving back or yanking her jarringly. Yet that was the point to humiliate them some by making think milky their lives had less value then pig or a cow. (read full chapters to find out more!) "I'm sorry, honey," I apologized, looking away. Now she was trapped inside the cover, totally nude, her ass and pussy held open and her body bound tight together with hundreds of cockroaches and woodlice. The waiting room. One website was speaking of the Gateway of Power into another form of life, fueled by one Shanta Gabriel claiming she has had a visit from the Archangel Gabriel and that Gabriel communicated with her ever since. SMACK! It was tits terrifying. Paige was grinding her ass on mine now and began pressing my soaked pants against my skin and rubbing her finger right where my asshole was through them. Then she get's the idea to put her feet on my thighs and she completes the maneuver on her own (She's a very quick study). That’s all.” They stood staring at each other for a few moments until Jim said,"Well, it's mowed, until next time that is. I guess I'll go home and relax." CHAPTER 3 Mike broke into her mood by saying, "God I wish I had a camera. I shoot rope after rope with her gobbling up all I shoot.