"You don't have to be Jeff's concubine, you know that, don't you?" Barbara nodded. "Or do you really want to be his concubine and you think he won't a...sk you?"Barbara was fuming as she began to undress. "I don't know what I want," she groused. "I know I don't want to be naked in front of Jeff, at least while he's dressed." Barbara," Lacey sighed, "it doesn't make a damn bit of difference to the Confederacy. It doesn't mean a damn thing to me. Why don't you just blurt out your real feelings and. You have friends, of course. You're not really sure what those American movies were going on about; your school life in Australia is going well and all the bullying stopped the moment everyone started driving cars. You have a decent amount of friends and you generally get on well with everyone in your year.The advert leads you to an odd website, a promotional splash image taking up most of the screen. The image is of 'The Orgasmotron 3000', a contraption that looks vaguely like a science. The molten heat around my cock travelled along my shaft and spread through my body.The almost painfully tight embrace of her velvet-like anal channel was amazing. Every slight movement stimulated my cock in new and exciting ways.“Yes, Master!” Amara cried.“Fuck my ass!”.I slowly rocked my hips, my cock moving just a couple of inches. Her ass clenched and shivered around my cock. Amara gasped and moaned. The further back I pulled, the harder her ass pulled at my cock, urging me deeper. The heat. Incorrectly, it turned out.I know it didn’t really matter, I know I should have just let it slide. But I’d found a limit (something that hadn’t happened for a long time with Marcie) and it was almost a point of pride.I wanted to know what she wasn’t telling me, and why she wouldn’t share.And so with a glance at the door - it was locked, so no one could barge in - I set to work. If they insisted I come out, I knew it would be tricky to explain why Marcie was in my room, but it was better than.