After paying for the pizza he left and Tracey tore into Emily who for her part excused it all as a joke. Then she dropped a bomb shell, “I could of sold you anyway if I wanted to, I know where you keep your pay slips don't you worry,” All of a sudden Tracey's anger drained from her and she was once again excited, she could have been sold to the pizza man,how exciting was that. He no doubt would have had his fun with her and then sold her on, God knows where she would of ended up. “I should write the number down for next time and get you off my hands for good.” Emily snapped. Crazily Tracey found herself apologizing for being angry and desperately trying to pussy appease the slave. It was all mad, she was apologizing for almost being sold by her own slave! It seemed to work though and soon Emily was calm again and Tracey was back to thinking how exciting it had been standing naked in front of the pizza guy being sold as if she was a piece of livestock which she knew of course that girls increasingly were. Life carried on over the next few days, work continued to be as annoying as ever and as far as she knew the bosses had even forgotten that she had Emily at home, certainly nothing was ever mentioned of it. It was loudly announced on the staff noticeboard that eighty percent of the company’s female staff were now slaves with a bold big letter statement, Come on blowjob Guys, let's try and make it 100% by Christmas Christmas was three months away and Tracey wondered what the free girls working for the company thought of that, including her. The future looked bleak! Emily was basically sitting at home while Tracey worked, she now had full access to Tracey's wardrobe and spent more and more time dressed in Tracey's clothes. She had even gleefully told Tracey one night that she had gone down the shops that day dressed in one of Tracey's dresses. In a way that didn't particularly bother Tracey but what Emily said next certainly did bother her. “Oh I bumped into the neighbour Mrs Chambers as well, had a good old chat,” she laughed, “ God that woman can chat for England, a right nosey parker as well, apparently she'd heard there were two slaves living in your house now, no I told her, only one slave.” Tracey was startled as Emily japanese was dressed when Mrs Chambers saw her she would assume that Tracey was the slave and Mrs Chambers was well known for being the biggest gossip in town, she couldn't control her anger and asian blurted out, “You stupid girl, she will think I'm the slave then.” for a second Emily just grinned and then giggled, “Oh yes your right, well you'd better play along then, you know the penalties for pretending to be a slave and she teen said she was going to tell everyone she knew, she said it was about time somebody put you in your place.” Tracey had fallen out with Mrs Chambers recently over something petty and she knew that was the kind of thing she would say and she probably would tell everyone she knew, which was a lot of people, this was getting out of hand, she'd flashed the paper boy, been fucked by the window cleaner and nearly sold to the pizza guy and now her gossipy old neighbour thought she was a slave! “Oh and she's invited me to a party she's having at her place Saturday night, you don't mind if I go do you?” Emily smiled sweetly, “ apparently practically the whole neighbour hood is going, well the important ones anyway, give me a chance to meet everyone and get to know them, have a good chat.” Tracey was shocked, she'd never been invited to one of Mrs Chambers parties before, what would Emily chat to these people about, she was only a slave after all although Mrs Chambers didn't know that! “Of course you go, have fun.” she managed to blurt out seeing Emily's questioning look. “Oh great, I haven’t been to a party for ages.” Emily squealed excitedly. After a while I climbed off him and turned around. I started slowly moving the skin an inch or so each way, as I worked on his cock with my tongue. The boy next to my Dad slid his hand across my butt and my Daddy put asian his arm around my waist. He pulled her to the edge of the bed and draped her legs off the edge. Veronica stood on the armrests of the chair and then grabbed my head towards her hairy japanese pussy. Talk to me. What’s wrong?” I want to make those bounce! He sat silent never changing his expression until he thought she had finished and ask. Her hand over mine wasn't stopping me or directing me, just resting, her fingers in between teen mine. pussy When we all went to Burner one year she got really drunk and told me that if Albert and Susan died she would give me the blowjob that would change my mind about them forever (I'm not partial to blow jobs), and that she was very good at them. Sandy and Layla watched, helpless and tantalized as they lay on the bed, seeing Ramirez’s cock engulfed by Kareena’s wet sheath, only his balls showing as they continued to fuck. And there were three other semi-“Y’s welded along the poles to allow for height adjustments. I needed to cum again. Becky has a spark in her like old times. drooled down on Ramesh's chest as her limp body shook from the thrusts of the tormentors of her ass and wet pussy; the thrusts and pumps making squelching sounds. Love." "Belinda, you know my feelings about this. Erica was too traumatized to 69 Laura and Laura thought about hurting her clit until the bitch did her job, but in the end she decided the feeling of having a pretty girl crying into her cunt felt good enough even without the tongue. As she was standing at the counter, trying to find a little meat among the gristle, a soft voice spoke from behind her. Then her legs were stretched out before her. I slipped them on, then quickly did my hair and makeup. Third, and quite possibly most important do you have a backpack?” Tina said in her smiling voice. I swallowed and opened my door again. He could feel her warm wet walls gliding around his shaft, hugging it as his sister took more and more of him inside her. Do what? My eyes stared up at her exposed breasts, her face mostly hidden from my sight by those massive boobs. But remember, sex isn’t love. “Lick the tiles clean” he ordered in an even tone, when she began to recover her senses. Aaaheeee! Zoe’s scream was louder and blowjob her body movements were more pronounced and lasted longer when I zapped her at 2 clicks.