Exhaled. Her hips gentlyrelaxed. She blinked again. Breathed quietly another couple of moments,staring into space, her gaze so far away, her face so c...lm. Her eyeshad stopped blinking. "Yes, Mistress," she finally replied. Her voicewas barely above a breath. Her hands seemed to drift, as if underwater,down to her lap. Resting palm upwards on her thighs.Dominica smiled, and trailed a finger down Daniella's left cheek, downher neck. Down to her breast. Circling and circling the left. She saw through the window that he hadn’t gone into her room, and hadn’t seen her dildos. Hadn’t had a chance to notice the VHS on her bed with the cover of a woman pissing on a slave.Jennifer knew that her son Jon had been witness to everything she was showing him. She knew that he had probably seen the string from her anal beads sticking out of her ass. And that he was getting hard despite, or maybe because of her piss. But she knew that he was still unsure of what was to come. As far as he. More

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