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CHAPTER 048
JULIA
I was so happy Master was allowing me to start my day with Rose. I felt like a drop of water on a red hot pan, sizzling and skittering across the pan like a Mexican jumping bean. I was that nervous and that aroused. I led Rose into our bedroom and we fell across the bed in a tight embrace, kissing. The second she touched my cunt, I exploded in a barrage of fireworks, spiraling through the night sky. We quickly snuggled into a sixty-nine, tongues lapping at liquid folds, climax following climax. Rose wasn't quite as orgasmic as I was. I was less skilled, and more aroused than she was, but she'd known we would be together at some point today and anticipating it. After fifteen minutes of near non-stop cumming, we slowed down some. I reversed myself and we languidly settled into each other's arms, kissing while we lovingly stroked soft breasts and hard nipples.
I sighed, trying to catch by breath. "I don't know what's gotten into me today," I whispered. "I'm barely able to contain myself."
"Your Master planned this for you?" Rose asked.
"The poker game planned for later is a weekly occurrence, though usually on Thursday nights. Since everyone had the holiday off and Thursday is my last night of slavery, Master moved the game to Monday and extended the festivities to all day long, and invited all our parents. It's part of the reason I'm so edgy. Being a slave in front of them has me feeling like I'm on pins and needles. Have you ever been a slave in front of your parents?" I asked.
"Never," Rose replied. "My parents are both dead. I've been on my own since I was seventeen, six years ago. You're not going to have to serve your parents, are you?"
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