Someone in the gallery area moaned and he glanced up at the sound. XXX Hot Footsteps were heard overhead on the tiled kitchen floor, then the basement door opened. Growling his disapproval, Rick yelled at Don to get his slave in tow properly and Don jerked on the leash pulling Carol off balance and toward the seated group. All sat with legs wide open and hands down at their sides waiting for whatever stimulation they or he, should decide. The change was not lost on Rick, whose expert eyes had taken in the color of her skin and noticed her hips had stilled. She knew she was in trouble and she also knew Don was enjoying this. Bending forward and leaning over her outstretched thigh, Rick looked into the tight hole of her pussy to see the moisture.
