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  • “I like to pretend I’m a slut, getting fucked and sucking cocks, with two guys, sometimes three.” She paused, whispered and whimpered, “Sometimes more. I like to be a dirty little slut.” “I see, Rhonda. That is very interesting.” I watched Rhonda getting more turned on. Her small hand slipped inside of her panties. “Ooooh!” she moaned, slipping a finger up and down her juicy slit. “I’m going to take off my panties now,” she stated. She stood up and dropped her damp little lezzies panties on the floor. Then, babe she shrugged off her blouse, squeezing both apple sized tits. I could smell her musk from my place in my chair, three feet away. She lay back down, spread her legs wide, and peeled her thin pussy lips apart. I could see the pink wetness from her nearly hairless twat. She began to rub her clit gently, her lezzy other hand groping her breasts again. Step two - get their health and brunette sexual history; “Rhonda, are you still a virgin?” “Yes.” “Do you still have your cherry?” “Yes.” “Have you lesbian sex had sex with another person, Rhonda? Have you ever sucked or jacked-off a cock, or done it with a girl, maybe a friend at school? “No. But I want to.” She closed her eyes and rubbed her lez pussy a little faster. I saw her fingers glistening and getting wet. I remember you said I looked so pale. She was lesbian sex more likely to kill me in her rage than listen to a word I had to say. She came back carrying a decorative paper shopping bag then stepped into my studio where she started taking her skirt and blouse off. But on the plus side, Sonja (as I decided to call her) made herself right at home. He walked back towards her bedroom. "Sorry, I'm going to have to go in for a couple hours, Joy said to me." "So much for a day off" I complained. He then backed away and commanded I fuck him. At the institute we were divided into different groups, slaves who did house chores, slaves who learned how to take care of kids, or slaves who learned instruments or art. My cock's tip throbbed in her. We all got up and had some breakfast and lezzy I told my mother what we were going out dancing tonight. After a long group hug with a few kisses thrown in, we separated. She stood separate from the rest of the girls, like a curtained off artwork in a museum that only the privileged few gained access too. I went home and was attacked at the door by Baby and Kimba, I just love these two little things, babe they make my lez Day, let’s get some lunch and spend the rest of the day by the pool what do you say, they said we say yes Daddy. brunette We both stood up and dried off with towels, and then I scooped her up and carried her out into the bedroom. “And now that I’ve cum once it’s going to be difficult not to cum again during the next sessions. A pair of hot lips sucked on my pierced bud. I am your daughter. And they did. She begged him not to, but he clumsily pushed his manhood into her slit. He was just in time to watch Mindy pull her fingers out of her pussy and nervously try to snap her outfit back up. "I never have these," she admitted while tilting her head back and downing it. She had a hold of my dick as she squeezed and lightly stroked me. I had always thought sex was too rushed. Again, I had no business interfering with how a man wants to handle his woman, but this was not a lezzies man handling a woman. I said that I had to go and try on my costume and started to leave. In a panic, she emptied the contents of the next drawer down, adding her bras to the multi-coloured pile of undergarments on the floor, again without locating the dildo. Poured a cup and plopped in a kitchen dinning chair, sipping the coffee to get my body moving right again. This place is gross.” They were hungry. At some point, I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew was waking up from a dream. “Look at him go,” moaned Mrs. Woodham.