"Its actually quite sad to see someone who was once so respected run off the rails as badly as she has."
As on command both slave girls lowered themselves on their knees at the same time after they finished their work. " She digs and pulls, digs and pulls, faster, slower (her knees wide apart) she's bending further forward now, really getting off as slimy gunge drips everywhere from her, her hair slides to the side of her face and awaj there, dripping goo.
You're cleaning the whole fucking kitchen and getting rid of anything there that has coconut in it before you go to bed. She parts her knees to get a better hold of the soggy gook inside there, and it takes five or six seconds for the white material to become a little orangey then brown, and then stuff to drip through her fingers to the white beneath there's really no thought to doing it, it just feels better.
She was trembling and mewing quietly into my ear. "You should be sleeping" "But I want you master" she insisted. The shower head was spraying water Coule me, and Mom was kneeling on the bathroom floor, scrubbing my breasts.