.. I want you to like Chula.”“I should be jealous, shouldn’t I?”“Yes.”“She did get your virginity and your firstborn.”“She did.”�...�And you loved her. Still think fondly of her.”“Not as much as I love you.”“She made a man of you. Not the conquistadors, who only wanted to toughen you up, make you better at killing. Just bullies I think, who never really grew up. How could they give you what you needed, confidence, being treated as the little boy, the little officer who someday would order them. As he sat patiently feeding her sliced strawberries and peaches interspersed with drinks of juice and ice water he thought back to the day she had invaded his world. He had originally turned her down and sent her a general outline of how to make one herself. He had not expected to ever hear from her again.It had been two weeks later that his doorbell had rung on a Saturday mid-morning. He had opened the door to see a bright eyed cheeky little thing standing there. She was wearing his least. He looks after me so well that the least I can do is savour every last drop of his cum.But that's just the starter. I'll drop my panties and help him strip. I'll let him fuck my mouth again until he is fully erect once again. Then I will lie down on the bed in front of him. I will get a big dollop of lube in my hand and spread it around my tight asshole, gently spreading it, and pushing one finger, then two inside my puckering hole. Then I will invite him to take over, and let his fingers. Holly looked up to see Greta’s smiling face looking down, obviously thoroughly enjoying both girl’s suffering. Having drunk in the sounds of Holly’s whimpers, she had lost the energy to scream, Greta moved effortlessly onto the table and without warning forced her cunt right into Holly’s face. Whilst grinding her pussy into her face Greta looked up and winked at Lucy, as if both of them were enjoying the rape and torture of her friend. Holly could barely breathe as her mouth and nose were.