She whirled away, wiping at her cheeks while her shoulders trembled. I pulled Paris to me, kissing my rich-bitch sex slave hard on the lips. She quivered against me. At least I had today to fuck her. To use her. She would probably go back to being that annoying cunt again. At least I would have my memories. If I survived... I released Paris and turned to Aurora. My sex slave stared at me, her green eyes brimming sexy with tears. She rubbed her hands together, kissing her entire body squirming. She let out a little whimper, almost a sob. Then she threw herself at me. She pressed her body as tight to mine as she could. She clung to me, her firm, perky titties rubbing against my chest. I hugged her just tight, and she rained kisses on my lips and face. I would miss her a lot. We had a day together, but I had enjoyed every moment of owning her. “I'm glad I was able to give you what you craved,” I whispered into her ears, my arms holding her tight. “I'm glad that at least for the last day, you were able to live out your fantasy of being a sex slave.” “A mind-controlled sex slave,” she groaned. “Thank you, Master. I promise... sensual I promise I won't forget this.” “I love you, Aurora. young You're my number one slave.” She let out a shuddering sob. When she broke away from me, she wiped at her eyes while nodding. Last, I turned to my Lesbians sweet Sam. Her eyes were brimming with tears already. Her petite body trembled. I cupped her face, wiping away a liquid diamond that spilled down her cheek. I peered into her glasses-magnified, brown eyes. Most days she acts like she could use a good fuck!” She reached down to stroke my limp phallus. Clearly, she didn’t get very much fucking. This was Lesbians a very strange story. All of them I suppose, but I just stared back at her with wide eyes. It will burn for a while, but you'll be fine." Selena covering her face, trying not to laugh. What is all this?" But as I closed my hand, it was like trying to capture a fog. “Yes thanks,” Zoe replied, “I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve been finger fucked.” There were about 8 other women of all ages getting changed in there and when we went into the school gym to start there were a few more women and 4 men, about 20 in all. "Jesus, Bay," he hissed. John pulled his cock out of her mouth and pushed her gently to the floor on her kissing back then dived down to lick and slurp at her obviously soaking wet pussy. Blonde hair in young a ponytail, pale blue shirt with matching choker and a pair of white pants that fit her shapely legs, thighs and crotch so tight there should be a law against it. I need to wipe myself." Ronja struggled to come up with anything to say, but she was really at her sensual wits end. “Hell, we’re all just jealous cause all the sexy single women, and a few married ones, have their eyes on you.” Everyone laughed again.