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soft breasts brushing against my cheeks. I heard the sucking and slurping sounds of her taking the master's cock into her mouth.
    "That's a good girl, you suck that cock while I ream your sweet ass."
    Imaran's gentle fucking gathered momentum and he began pounding into her, her body jostling over me, her cunt sliding up and down on my rod, her tits jiggling against my face.
    "Suck those tits boy. Nurse on them like a hungry babe. I want to hear you slurping on those nipples."
    Oh, how my cock ached as I squeezed those plump tits in my hands again and put my mouth to her rosy nipple, sucking hungrily, hearing her groan in response.
    "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Suck that cock girl. Suck it!” Imaran cried in frenzied urgency.
    Imaran was fucking harder and faster by the second, slamming his rod into her ass, his flesh slapping against hers again and again.
    "Spread those legs wide, girlie. Rub that greedy little cunt of your against him. I want to know your pleasure. I want to hear your moans while I'm fucking you."
    Imaran tilted Rasha's hips so more of her belly pressed to me, sliding and grinding against me as he pummeled her ass. Fuck I was going to lose it at any moment. Rasha began whimpering, almost crying and the smack smack smack of Imaran's hips against her ass was coming faster and louder and over it the soft slurping sounds of Rasha's wet mouth sliding up and down on the master's pole and the feel of Rasha's big nipple in my mouth. Then I heard the master.
    "That's it, Rasha. Ummm. Yes. Let me fuck your mouth now, sweet, and in a moment you'll feel my hot seed filling your mouth. Um. Um. Fuck her harder, Imaran. Aw, yes. Yes."
    The master's voice was husky and wavering and I knew it would be only a moment.
    "Now, Zaccheus. Now you can let go. Let me hear you, boy. Moan your pleasure when you release."
    Thank god. I let the painful tension in my body go, let myself really feel that slick cunt slipping up and down my cock, seeing her pink nipples jutting toward me from my hands, the hard nubs shiny with my spit. Oh god.
    "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Imaran grunted as he thrust against her harder than ever, her slippery body jiggling and sliding over me, her keening moans rising, rising until she whimpered out her release, squealing it over the master's hard cock, still stuffed in her mouth. Her cunt seemed to grip my prick tighter as her whole body shuddered deliciously against mine.
    Still Imaran was hammering away behind her, grunting with each brutal thrust. She was bumping up and down so magnificently, stroking my cock with her tight wet cunt. Then the pressure in my cock and belly built to bursting. My balls clenched up and I felt my release coming on. I pinched her nipples and she cried out and that was it. Aaaaaagh! I groaned out as my hot cream shot from my hard cock, squirting into her fabulous cunt.
    As Rasha and I cried out the master and Imaran groaned, nearly in unison.
    "Swallow, Rasha. Swallow the cream I pour into your mouth,” the master pleaded in a taut voice before he let out a bellowing groan.
    Behind her Imaran's face was scrunched in concentration, his fingers dug into her hips as he thrust home thrice more in slow, deep, pounding thrusts, grunting out his climax. We all sat there, huddled together, panting with release and fatigue. Then the master cradled Rasha's face in his hands and placed a tender kiss on her lips.
    "You did well tonight, sweet Rasha. Don't fear that any harm will come to you know that this thing is done. An easy life of pleasure lies ahead of you."
    All of us, the master, the guards, Rasha and myself, adjourned to one of the master's great baths, and there all undressed. I had no garment to remove, and Rasha had only her sheer little chemise, which the master gently lifted from her himself. We all stepped into the bath, and at the master's bidding, we men took up perfumed soap and soft cloths and began to gently bathe sweet Rasha, so seemed nervous at first to have so many men naked about