I slid my middle finger into her ass to lube it up a little. I then pulled out my finger and pressed my penis to her tight little rose bud. I slowly s...lid my manhood in until the just the head was inside. I then brought my hand back up and started working her nipples. I pinched them and rolled them around while Sandy started to moan. I continued to slowly sink the rest of my shaft in until I was buried all of the way. She continued to cry, as I started thrusting into her ass. I picked up the. . They're all monsters...!"He quietly uttered in his grievance.Another figure walked up beside him. The figure was covered by a large, dark, hooded cloak. They placed a hand of comfort onto his shoulder. He looked up at the face of the figure, which was covered in shadow."Why do you weep for this woman?"The figure asked, the feminine tone of voice softly caressed inside the young man's ear."She is.. Was.. My beloved... We were betrothed, to be wed come Spring."He sniffled, as he turned and. They entered the house through the kitchen where Mrs. Johnson had every coffee cup they owned sitting on the counter ready to give everyone either coffee or hot chocolate. The young twenty something mother who rode back with Ed looked surprisingly at him and said, “Goodness, you’re just a teenager. I thought you were a full grown man.” Ed was at a loss for words to say and smiled as his mother said, “He does the work of a full grown man, I’m very proud of him.” “And so you should be.” as she. “See how this one is enjoying this Mrs. Taylor?, a mother and housewife just like yourself, sure her husband fucks her, after all that’s his job, but she belongs to me, she’s my bitch, my property ... aren’t you Carol”“Yes, I’m your bitch Master” was Carols immediate reply, while looking directly at the astonished Karen. Although was that not the case with her and Annie Day? Karen asked herself, before quickly dismissing the very idea, after all, surely this woman had been beaten into.