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One - thank you Master” I said. After “Ten - than you Master,” I was getting very wet and close to crying. I looked as Jenny who was mesmerised but not that far-gone to not be able to frig herself. Her right hand was moving rapidly. After “Fifteen - than you Master,” I was crying - a lot. Jon stopped and looked at me for a minute then moved a bit then number 16 landed. They were now landing on one cheek and bending round and hitting my pussy lips. Numbers 18, 19 and 20 asian found my clit. The pain was terrible but at the same time my pussy was throbbing (and not just from the pain). My juices had run right down to my knees. Jon stopped after “Twenty - thank you Master.” He told me to stand up straight and pull myself together. As I stood there sobbing Jenny got up and came over to me. She asked me if I was all right and gave me her towel to wipe my face. 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Saturday December 12 Jon woke me up at 4 o’clock in the morning. When I finally came round he told me to pack a bag as we were going on holiday. It was my birthday on the Tuesday and Jon had decided to ‘treat his little slave’. She teased me. Loved me. Almost like wolves she has seen on TV. “Mom, do you feel that weird energy whenever we touch?” He shuddered. Mary felt her heart begin to pound in her chest as she realised where this was going and couldn’t believe she had been stupid enough to instigate such a situation knowing sex it would probably go wrong. “Better than my boyfriend's.” I’d even bought her a vibrator. By now, Cameron’s little penis had grown hard to its full length of barely five inches, throbbing hard with hardcore all the creampie teenaged vigor only young men knew of. “What what,” I replied laughing. Her head snapped up from Veronica's pussy, brassy locks dancing. 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