I'd break her." He shot a look down at his lap as if to indicate that he was refering to his cock and not his physical body size. And at an astonishin...g 10 inches he was pretty much right. Tom looked over at the waitress's perfect frame and could feel himself growing hard. He wanted her and he knew he had to do what ever it took to get her. "Why don't you fuck her anyways?" He asked. Paul let out a grunt. "Hell, like she'd go for me." At the age of 36 Paul had only ever been with one girl, and. “Don't worry,” she said, abandoning the bacon on the stove. “I mean, I am a woman. The only woman you've seen in a month. You'd be insane to see me as not an actual girl. Your hormones must be going crazy right now, right?” “You're my sister...” “It's a pity, isn't it? We're both going to stay virgins forever, and just because we're the only two people left on Earth. Sad, huh? Oh well. I guess there's nothing we can do about it.” She left the room to go back to her bedroom. I watched her. I wanted to get back and do this right. She stopped me before I left and asked what position she should wait in.I didn’t understand, and she pointed to the ladies. “I only know seven of the core positions, Sir. I am not supposed to lay on the beach chair or stand here casually. I can tell you what they are, and you can put me in one until you return?” she suggested politely.“Okay, what is that one?” I pointed to the slave that had the dick-tattoo on her tummy.“That is squat, sir,” she told. "Mr. Gavin fetch me Mr. Hatchingsworth." Yes ma'am." I watched as he took off like he was being chased."Mr. James go get this ladies belongings." Yes Madam." He bowed and smartly walked away. The lady took me by myhand and guided me to a lounge. As soon as I sat. I was handed somewater and a handkerchief. The lady had her own as she dabbed at thetears I had shed. I was still crying as my body was dealing with theshame and violation and the humiliation. It was countered by a falsepride.