Hugh thought he might be able to wake her up with the smell of coffee and breakfast, so he pulled on a pair of new silk panties (a gift from Fenway), ...covered up the rest of the way with a snuggly warm terry cloth robe of his own, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.Again, his nipples and breasts were so sensitive in the robe. Every time he moved, they would rub across the terry cloth, making him intimately aware of how naked he was inside the robe, and causing his mind to wander to. “Set her up.” A4 rushed to bind F17’s ankles to chains that dangled from the ceiling. She looped in the young blonde slave and rushed to a support pillar, where a pulley system operated the chain mechanism. I could see the look of terror on my new beauty’s face as she pieced together F17’s fate. A4 pulled the mechanism and F17 launched off the floor, suspended upside-down, with her skull about two feet from the floor, her curly blonde hair dangling below. She physically trembled and tears. She grunts and groans, but its soft leaf-like tongue is the perfect tool for such a deep invasion of her spoiled asshole.The pressure Mark is applying to his cock increases at the sight of what is happening as the alien tree lifts Karen into the air. She hangs limp, unable to do anything but be enjoyed, and in turn be enjoyed by, the tentacles that grow more aggressive as they ready to fill her with the tree’s sweet nectar.The sweet nectar is what sustains her being like no food or drink can. It was definitely me. From one of my cam sessions. I could hear myself teasing whoever was watching me. Offering my cock to be sucked and my ass to be fucked. Jeez, was Pete one of the disembodied viewers I had been showing off to all this time and had he recorded me? I knew my face was never visible, except when I was with Dave, but had Pete recognized my voice?I tiptoed to my room, worrying about what he knew. As soon as I opened my door I guessed he knew everything. My laptop was missing. I.