SCOTT

Shasta asked if it would be all right with me if she slept in our bed. She'd gotten accustomed to sleeping with another person and missed the comfort of a warm body beside her. I had no problems with it and she spent the night on one side, with me on the other and two slaves between us. When I woke the following morning, Rhonda was ensconced between Shasta's legs, giving her pleasure, trying to be quiet, so as not to disturb anyone else. I lay there listening to the sibilant sounds of wet tongues over silky flesh, enjoying the muted moans of Shasta's cumming.

At some point, listening...