Jeb grunted as he carefully set the last of the unconscious girls onto the floor. Stepping back, he paused to admire their nude forms, before calling his mother, Amy in to clean them up. She bustled in, all round and grandmotherly, and exclaimed, Oh Jeb youve outdone yourself! Randal will be so pleased, I bet he keeps that silvery-blonde for himself. she added cheekily, and he chuckled.

Randal whistled a jolly tune as he unloaded the fresh meat into a special room designed for them. It held several comfortable beds, a tv, shelf full of books, and an attached full bathroom. He gently laid the girls out, two to a bed, and locked the door before removing the ropes that bound them. Still whistling, he retied three of their arms securely to the bedposts above their heads, leaving one of the blondes free. God I love my job. he murmured, exploring the girls smooth legs, letting his hands slide up to cup the small mound of her cunt through the thin layer

He rested there, on top of the sobbing girls for a moment, letting the spasming muscles of her asshole milk every drop from him. Even as he struggled to catch his breath, his hands were still everywhere on her petite frame, cupping and kneading her small breasts,exploring the folds of her now wet pussy. She no longer struggled, but lay there defeated, bawling her little heart out, tears dripping down the other girls face.After a moment he braced his hands against her back, and began to pull out