I’m spreading myself Master as wide as I am able. I’m open, available, please fuck me Master. Can you feel me gush? I can’t stop. I’m cumi...ng Master; cuming and cuming. Yes Master; push me down; push me down onto your fingers. I want them all, I want them to fill me, to spread me, for them to fuck through my cervix and penetrate my heart.My legs are giving way Master. They have no strength, they are ragdoll legs. I’m collapsing. Please keep fucking me. Please keep fucking your. They just shared a look of curiosity between them.As they walked into the second inn, it seemed almost empty. There were about 6-8 men around the room, but it was large enough that it only helped advertise that it needed more people there.While Brianna was still at the counter getting their rooms Cassie and Rayne back up a bit and took a minute to talk while the girls stood looking around the room talking amongst themselves."Didn't that seem strange to you?" asked Cassie as she whispered to. The painting is finished. I came to the studio early this morning, practically at the crack of dawn, with a head full of ideas and once I sat before the canvas I couldn’t put my brush down. I’ve managed to curve the corner of his lips into the mischievous smirk that I’ve become all too familiar with. The last detail is the little twinkle in his eye, seducing Persephone into eating the pomegranate and sealing her fate. Once it’s done I can’t stop staring at it. I almost feel like Persephone. Carol gave me a startled look that gave way to acomforting smile as she took in my appearance. Immediately thereafter,we exchanged compliments about aspects of each others' outfits. It wasnormal on my part, which I was now well aware was entirely abnormalbehavior for a man.As her hair was washed, I cleaned up around my station while the trickor treaters and their mothers exited my salon. As Carol sat down, Iasked her, "So, what we are we doing today?" I want to go short." Are you sure?" Yes..