poems of the night ........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

She kissed the slave's neck moving down ever so slowly. Ignoring the girl’s cry in protest begging for the torture to stop, She moved down to the left breast sucking on the nipple. "Please stop I want to go home," the slave said crying. Demitri simply ignored and continued abusing the nipple while messaging the girl's clit through the white laced panties. Demitri stopped teasing eager to taste the slave. She licked down slowly, stopping at the waistband of the panties. Demitri yanked the panties down exposing a perfectly soaking clit, she yanked the girl's legs even wider before diving in. Demitri moa-