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Chapter 8
by Gerald F.
What to do?
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"She has lost consciousness," Martha points out when Olivia stops for a while.
"Well, untie her and look after her!"
Martha frees Gabriella's wrists. The unfortunate servant collapses in her arms. She brings her to a couch, lays her down and takes a pot which seemingly has been prepared beforehand on a nearby table. It contains an unguent with which she begins to anoint softly Gabriella's martyred body. A slight moan indicates that the **** girl is coming back to her senses. Martha kisses her lightly on the mouth.
"It's over, my beloved," she whispers, while continuing to rub her. "She won't beat you anymore this night."
"Did she forgive me?" Gabriella asks, without daring turning her eyes towards her tormentor.
"It is time for you, ****," Olivia says in the same severe voice, before Martha can answer, "to finish deserving your forgiveness." Her dress falls suddenly at her feet. Before I have time to admire the curves of her body, she sits on a couch facing Gabriella's, her thighs open on her dark bush and her red and swollen pussy lips.
"Kneel down!"
With an encouraging smile from her fellow servant, Gabriella stands up from her couch and obeys. Her body still crossed by red marks kneels down in front of her mistress. Knowing well what she has to do, she brings her mouth near Olivia's pussy, sticks her tongue out. Meanwhile, Martha has put her own dress off. She sits on her mistresse's couch, hard by her, and the two women kiss each other sensually, Martha fondling Olivia's magnificent breasts. Is it necessary to specify that my cock has been painfully stiff for some minutes?
What do I do?
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