During the previous few minutes she had been idly letting her mind dwell on the pleasures she'd had with Judilla or alternately contemplating the two ...slaves who attended her. Contemplating them not only physically but also their plight. It not only gave her cruel pleasure to observe the tracery of weals that covered the buttocks of both but also to try and imagine what it must be like like for them to serve in such close proximity to each other under such circumstances. The Princess was, of. “Well? Would you fuck that sister today if you had the opportunity?”Jim slowly shook his head and said, “Yes, I suppose I would.”“Could you fuck her and still love me?”“Yes, I could fuck her and still love you. That wouldn’t change how I feel about you.”“So what’s the difference between you and me? I love my big brother, but I am not in love with my brother; not like I am in love with you. I love it when my big brother holds me tightly in his arms. I love fucking my big brother. I love how it. Mike heard the wolf moving around behind him and slowing looked behind him. The wolfs cock was hanging out, red and angry. Mike could see the veins along its 7-inch length pulsing. When the wolf ripped his boxers off, Mike suddenly understood his punishment.“Please no, don’t do this please, please, don’t do-.” Suddenly, Mike couldn’t speak. Instead of words, whines and small barks left his mouth. He saw the woman’s mouth moving but couldn’t hear her words. Mike felt the wolfs fur along his back. When I left that night I felt some of that elation, but also a confusing mix of worry, happiness, desire, anxiety, and self-doubt. I think I was beginning to worry that Matt’s desires and the things he was asking of me were a bit too much for me. At the same time though it felt so wonderful to be wanted like that - to see Matt’s beautiful eyes lust for me, to feel his body next to mine, to hear his laugh. My confusion would grow in the future, but at that point I think I was far too infatuated.