“No,” Jack said, “but you can be a little careless at times Emily.” I actually blushed, although I wasn’t feeling embarrassed at being naked in front of them. Whilst I was on the plane one of the things that made the journey shorter was me daydreaming about me becoming Jack and Oliver’s slave. I had left a wet patch on the seat just dreaming about them doing the same things to me that Luke, Harry and Will had done to me. “Come and sit between us Emily, we have a slide show to watch and it would be nice to have the star of the show right next to us.” “Can I sort out my washing first please?” “Hmm, thinking about your washing when you’ve bedroom just stripped naked in front of us. You must be comfortable with being naked. Go on then but don’t take all night, Oliver and I are looking forward to the slide show.” Jack was licking right, being naked in front of them wasn’t bothering me even a little bit. As I emptied the drier, I thought back to before my holiday and even back to being a little girl. It lick had never bothered me being naked, I often got told off by my mother for taking my clothes off when she said that I shouldn’t. From puberty I took every opportunity to be naked at home when no one else was there, I even started sleeping naked. And when it came to wearing a bra it was a constant battle with my mother and I was pleased when I went off to university, I haven’t worn one since. Washing sorted, I went and stood in front of Jack and Oliver letting them get a good look at my body. “Very nice Emily, now sit and we’ll all watch the slide show.” “Oliver pressed ‘play’ on the remote and the large screen tv came to life with an image of me stood on my hotel room balcony, totally naked. “Very nice.” Jack said. “The naked girl looks good as well.” Oliver desi added. I gave a little laugh and said, “You’re looking at the scenery Jack!” “All I have to do is turn my head and I can see the real thing, besides, I’m going to see a lot of the real thing from now on.” The image changed and the guys started to concentrate on the screen giving the odd comment as the images changed. When my first spreadie appeared on the screen I smiled to myself thinking how good I looked. Then an image of my spread pussy filled the screen, I guessed that 1 of the girls who had been taking photos on my phone has zoomed right in on my pussy. “Wow,” Jack said, “you were wet, had one of the guys just fucked you?” “No.” I quickly replied. “Have you had FGM done on you Emily,” Oliver said, “or perhaps labiaplasty surgery wife done?” “No, I just never grew any inner labia.” “I like it.” Jack said. “Yeah.” Oliver added. The images kept changing and I began to wonder if I took any photos of anything other than me. I couldn’t remember doing so. “You’re such a tomboy but I can’t stop thinking you look really cute right now.” Manuel brushed licking her cheek affectionately. Begging was now in her eyes, mixed with pure lust. She realized things had bedroom gotten way out of her control and pulled back. Being recognized this way was lick a turn-on for Katie. He could hear Lana trailing behind him, but he ignored her. “Father, wife please don’t!” Joy cried, not realizing that her protests only entrenched her fate. I could see that she didn’t want to waste any time, so, I had discarded all of my clothing and followed her onto the bed. He ran his tongue all over cheeks, forehead, neck, and nose and swept it in one long stroke over her full desi lips. We really didn’t have much in common besides the sex. “I feel so shallow complaining about my problems when they’re so small compared to yours. I was thinking—“