Caylie giggled and said. “Cristin how did we get so lucky to have a guardian angel helping us, giving us the most wonderful home to blowjob live in?” Cristin replied. “I teen don't know sis, but I will never do anything to jeopardize our good fortune and if you do I will kick your ass.” They laughed and showered enjoying the big most wonderful shower they ever saw. The shower felt so good on their bodies that had not had a decent bath in several days. They spent the next few days helping Elise with the class room and the other girls with the day to day chores. They observed closely at the true happiness the slave girls projected all the time. It was like there was never an unhappy moment in the family. They also saw daily Master cradling a happy, smiling, naked, exhausted cum doggystyle slave in his arms as he carried her to her room and spent the next few hours with her. They realized that he truly loved and treated each of them equally. Finally, Caylie had to ask. “Angela, we have seen your Master take a girl daily into the basement for hours and then carry her lovingly as she seems to be so happy, exhausted, naked, with whip marks on her body. What is that for.”“Is he punishing you all for something we have not noticed or is he just sadistic.” Angela said. “It may appear that way, but it is something we want and look forward to.” That is what he gives us as an expression of his love giving us what we desire and need to feel like we deserve his love.” “But it looks like he beats you.” Angela smiled. “You can't understand until you experience it, but Master has a way of turning pain to pleasure.” “Yes, it starts out as pure pain but quickly turns to pain and pleasure. There is not one of us that does not experience a wonderful orgasm from the pain.” He always fucks all of our holes until we are so satisfied and exhausted we can't cum anymore.” “Then he does what we call after care, showing us the tender deep love, he has for each of us.” When you see him carry us from the basement or what we call the play room to our room as part of his aftercare he lovingly puts us to bed and snuggles with us while we sleep and recover from the extreme pleasure in the play room.” “I can't put it in words how it makes us feel so happy and loved and can hardly wait for our turn to go to the play room where he actually uses, abuses, and fucks us so hard.” “If you cumshot ever get to experience a play room session you will realize what a wonderful man and Master we have.” “I would not trade my life here for anything else.” “The marks and pain go away quickly and there is nothing but the pleasure with the knowledge that no other man alive could love us as much as our Master.” Caylie asks if she would be allowed to see the play room. Angela told her she will need to ask Master that question. When she asks Frank if she could see the play room. He told her that she is not ready for Fucking that yet. She sat in her room after dinner watching television unable to shake the curiosity of the play room. It was held at a local homeless shelter. Slowly. “I called up blowjob but I got no answer.” Knowing that she had been caught staring at Keith's cock, she was teen so flustered, all she could do was stammer, "Yes...yes, it is!" I felt a bit uneasy and said O.K and moved forward and stopped. Arbor cumshot doted upon each of her holes, planting her face into the tantalizing crack and closing her eyes to savor the flavor. Knock knock. Causing her to gasp when I flick it. My hands flexed, wanting to take hers, to say the words beating in my heart. She started sighing and moaning almost as soon as his hands touched her flesh. She slid it into the slot, the door opened. Devil did the job and never looked back. I start gently rubbing my clit, slowly building myself up. I wanted so much to lick my lips but couldn't. Yes, light was flooding right up my body from below which meant that anyone stood below could look up and see what I wasn’t wearing; and more to the Fucking point the juices that were running down the inside of my legs. He broke you too. She quickly tugged the hem down back to her knees, but the image of her gorgeous curves in motion was etched into his memory. "I STILL HAVE MY MOTHER'S WEDDING GOWN. After the pipe had doggystyle been passed, and the games played they were looking sleepy, all but Johnny, as he was typically a hoot owl anyways. My fingers covering my eyes parted ever so slightly. “Oh, Mom! Everybody loved the fresh juices and cookies that were served as soon as they reached the site. Anna strode over to Max. I cleaned the whisky glass for the third time, and sighed. Josh thought about why his mother would as him for his advice, but figured that since he was grown up now, his mother had decided to treat him more like a man rather than a child. Make her moan". From a distance of twenty meters, partially hidden, her son Deen felt that his mother looked outrageously sexy and positively vulgar at that time of the morning, with the birds cum chirping around her. Georgette swallowed it down.