You wouldn’t want your hot girlfriend becoming a hot mess, now would you?” Mistress Ashley laughed, Jake joining in to appreciate her sadistic joke. Bhabhi Miranda’s pussy coated Jake copiously in her pungent juices, her sex fluids claiming her captor’s cock with her scent. “Aahhh…look at it, bitch, look at my cock bury balls-deep in your sweet pussy. I’ll…Mmm…why don’t you fuck my ass while Derek watches, Sir? Jake pumped with cruelly thorough penetrations, his hands gripping tightly around Miranda’s arms as he looked down and watched his length vanish inside her intimate folds, one powerful fuck after another. The young woman sighed, confused and terrified, her journey into sexual slavery only just beginning…awakening things she couldn’t reconcile and didn’t understand. Ecstasy beyond anticipation. No, Master, no Mistress. Please. “I think she’s having too much fun, Jake. What’s the plan for the evening?”
“Meet me at Pedro’s.” The bar was seedy, in an old part of Barsilino, but
