None. He's getting exactlywhat he needs. He owes me. I am taking away his birthday given to himby his whore mother, in October and replaced it with a ...springbirthday given to him on this day by me, his supreme being.So hard to imagine what life was like before all this. I could nevergo back. I could never live the straight life ever again. I couldn'teven do just straight lesbianism. I need this as much as he does. Inever want to experience life ever again without a devoted slave. Ineed a toy. I. Maybe they’d go for letting me introduce Denny to the magic of their fucking. Maybe they would come to the house in the middle of the night and fuck both of us. Now that would be really something, although Siza was quite noisy when we had sex.When I told the nymphs how the farmer’s wife was making me move into the farm house with Denny there seemed some concern. “I sense she is up to something” was my reply. I didn’t know anything for sure but I told them that we would find out soon enough. I. He also did not say anything after 2 hours, I woke up and he was still there in room and I got up and hugged him and said thank you so much. The conversation went like this Me: Thank you so muchRavi: Pooja I saw what you were doing in club, did you like what he was doing?Me: Yes, I liked him pressing my ass, please don’t tell anyone.Ravi: I wish I was in that placeMe: Ravi, I did not expect this from youRavi: I also din’t expect you to do tat with him, that’s why asking can I please?Ravi: I. . together...” they both whispered softly.Quentin and Glenda laughed heartily as the two girls choked and spluttered on the now unfamiliar, bubbling wine. Neither had touched champagne since their palmy days. Days gone beyond recall. Days it was now far better not to be recalled. “Yet, sometimes, how difficult that was...“Drink up,” encouraged Quentin, “there’s plenty more. I think it only fair to say you deserve it!”* * * * * *“My God, what a size they are!” Glenda was regarding the two black,.