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“Oh yes your right, well you'd better play along then, you know the penalties for pretending to be a slave and she 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 asian 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. Of course you haven't your a slave. Tracey thought silently. “I would take you but it could be dangerous for you, most of the guests already think your cumshot a slave and they all will by the end of the night, and well you know what some men are liable to do with slave girls.” she shrugged her shoulders smiling. Tracey hated the way Emily was smiling at her, all patronising and insincere but not being able to think of some witty comeback she smiled as well and simply said thanks and then got on with cooking the amateur dinner, another of Emilys job that she somehow found herself doing nowdays. Saturday came and she found herself busy doing Emily's hair and make up for her. She must admit she did look stunning when she finally left for the party and despite herself she couldn't go to bed until Emily got home. When she did stumble through the door Tracey noticed that it was gone 2a.m and that Emily was drunk, very drunk. She seemed to have had a good time though and between the drunken giggles she managed to get out of her that she'd liked everyone and they had liked her. “Everyone seemed to like you too though, “ she slurred, “All the men seemed to know you, a few called you that big titted bimbo,” she giggled,” they're all glad your a slave now, some of them said they might come round soon and have some fun with you if that was alright by me, I said of course it was.” she laughed sleepily. “But I'm not a slave.” she pointed out. “Oh well I told everyone at the party you were and you'd never guess who was there, that nice paper boy, he was someone’s son or something and he backed me up, so you may as well be a slave.” she said dismissively, her eyes almost closed. Tracey knew Emily was right, with the paper boy there to back her story up what chance did she have, she would definitely have to lay low for a while! Emily had other plans for her of course and they started the next morning. Both girls were still naked in bed when the unmistakeable noise of the ice cream van came down Big Boobs the road, it's merry jingle blasting them both awake. Emily moaned, her sore head obviously upset by the noise, and blinking herself awake she pulled the duvet off them both and slapped Tracey's exposed rear, “Come on lazy bones, get up and go and get me an ice cream, I really fancy one.” The harsh slap had jolted Tracey awake even if the vans jingle hadn't and she wearily got out of the bed and reached for her dressing gown but before she had a chance japanese to put it on Emily, who had been watching her, merrily said, How much longer would people think of me like that? It did not take long in that position for us Big Boobs to cum, once again. I feared that it was the first sign of heat stroke. The creaking of my door opening dragged me cumshot back to reality. “Why do you have them?” At that same moment Julie forced the dildo fully in so Michelle pussy clamped around the knot of the rubber cock. Out of ideas the two remained silent for the remainder for the drive. “It’s not sticking out is it?” Mick said. It is mandatory for Runners to drink at least every two amateur hours, so you remain hydrated. He lives in Montgomery, an hour away." Juice looked asian forlorn japanese at her tease. She was warm . . . She admitted that she had her suspicions that a surprise party was brewing. I always swam in the jean cut-offs I wore. "Sweeeett!" The first one that got my attention was from Rob, our IT guy. Becky could tell that it was larger than her two dildos, which were each about eight inches and not as thick. "How many times a day do you masturbate? I flopped down on the bed beside her, still breathing hard from all the exercise. “You want some help with that?” “Just having a burger, that’s all.