“Several times? Several times?” my Rose asked repeatedly.“Yep, your husband apparently had separation anxiety from my cock and when he finally ...got it back in his mouth, that’s just about all he was interested,” Benny said taking another sip of his drink.I think my brother was enjoying this confession session. Most likely because I was always the successful one, the one that everyone looked up to and turned to for assistance and guidance and he was just another brother. “You said that’s not. “What’s going on, Steven?”Steven told her to “relax” but his body language was screaming “be afraid”. Finally, he confessed. “Listen. I honestly don’t know what they have in store for you. It could be nothing.”Steven was being honest about not knowing, but he knew it was not ‘nothing’. All Juan told him was that he had something special planned for his ‘American whore’.Lisa was soon seated in a room where three men were assembling what Lisa assumed was some sort of exercise machine, but nothing. I would rather talk to Evan than deal with my brothers any day. I got dressed and pulled my hair up into a pony tail. As I headed down stairs I heard my brothers opening up cabinets in the kitchen. I sat down at one of the stools at the island and watched them move about. As they laid contents out to make a sandwich, I picked up a piece of bread and started picking at the crust little by little and placing it in my mouth. ‘So what are you guys getting into tonight?’ I said in between taking. ‘To touch me when I so desire it.’ ‘But I-‘ ‘I have found that this body is sensitive, slave. And I wish to enjoy it. And so I decided to use my slave to do so – who better but a human to service the human body?’ I feel scared for a moment, and yet I feel incredibly aroused. Basically, she wants me to be her sex slave – which doesn’t sound so bad, actually… Now that I have permission, I quickly take in what I, ah…what I have to work with. In her human form, Nightwing has legs that aren’t too.