We both had a taste for debauchery and kink that we started to act upon.She was blowing me one afternoon as I lay on the edge of the bed when she move...d down to suck and lick my balls. I groaned and moaned, lifted my hips to get more and started to squeeze and tweak my nipples to her ministrations. She looked up and liked what she saw, or so she told me later. So much so that she grabbed me behind my knees and raised my legs over my head. I began to wonder where she was going until I felt her. He could die but not my little brother Johnny.Crouching behind a fallen ATM machine, I brought up the M16 rifle and aimed at the possible exit the boy might take. I was a good shot thanks to my father who trained both his sons to use guns at an early age. My hand didn’t shake as I saw the boy crash into the hard plexi-glass doors with them right behind him. His eyes bulged out of their sockets when he felt their teeth sink into his shoulders and thighs. I took the safety off. There was no point. And a pair of Daisy Dukes, cut high on her ass, and the top fly button open. We also brought toiletries and clean clothes, just in case. I believe I mentioned a while ago that Carol is an exhibitionist.I said, "Well you got over being embarrassed pretty quickly. John will have a hardon the minute he sees you."We got in the car and drove to John's apartment. I had Carol knock on the door. When John opened it and saw Carol his jaw dropped and he beamed a big smile. John pulled Carol in and. I picked up the pear and approached her, she made an effort to control herself and begged me to wait. ‘Captain, Master, please! Understand that I am an educated woman, and daughter of a slaveowner. I know how the slaves are treated! Why would I not be afraid?’ Putting the pear back down, I sat down again. ‘Tell me about your life at home.’ ‘I was never at home for very long, Captain. As soon as I was born, I was given to a wetnurse for care. Later I was sent to France, to Convent School, for.