Balthazar relaxed his fingers, stroking those soft globes of flesh lightly.  He watched her eyes, seeing the mixture of emotions swirling there and smiling.<br/><br/>His hand trailed slowly down her body, moving over her soft belly and down to her mound.  He frowned slightly as his fingers moved through her soft hair.  "A proper slave should be smooth, we'll have to see to to that tonight."<br/><br/>Then his roaming fingers came to her sex, tracing the edges of her lips before slipping inside them.  He stroked the tender flesh, testing at her enterence to feel her wetness.  He eased that finger into her, slowly working it in and out of her cunny.<br/><br/>"My, my, your cunt is wet daughter..."<br/>