I cannot conceive and raise a child like this. I can't even get out of this stupid box!"If ever a woman had woken up to hope only to have it dashed to... bits, Cathy was that woman. She had denied that any of it was possible and we brought her to a healing chamber with the promise that she would be healed. She clutched my hand and wept, her anger and violence subsumed by her grief. I read the very detailed report displayed on the healing chamber. Persephone had identified every injury that I had. “I want you to fuck my ass master. I want you to push that probe inside me and fuck my virgin ass master. Please master, fuck my ass for me. I have never wanted anything so much as I do this. You have made me so horny I need to be fucked.” Julie said to him as she felt her juices running out of her pussy again. She had never felt so aroused. Matt moved back down between her legs and used the probe to play with her clit. She jumped and let out a loud moan as she felt it flick across her clit.. He was my Master. Within a minute of him entering me, he exploded in my ass, his all time favorite orifice. He squeezed my ass cheeks some more, as he rode the last waves of his orgasm, leaving red imprints in each cheek. He pulled out and quickly kneeled below my spread ass and opens his mouth to let our cum pour out of me into his mouth like a man who has been lost in the desert for weeks and just found water. He raised up on his knees until his mouth was buried in my ass and proceeded to. As soon as the sun went down Stacy and I headed to the barn with some extra vodka and mountain dew to surprise the boys. We walked in and saw Dakota and Jayson laughing and setting up cups for beer pong. Hey ladies, wanna play? Dakota asked as I set the goods on the coffee table. Stacy immediately smiled and nodded as she went to Dakotas side. The teams were me and Stacy, and Dakota and Jayson. As the night rolled on, Stacy and I constantly lost and were soon tipsy after about 5 beers. Dakota.