.no ball phobia) while she swallowed him down her throat, only to swap positions to mirror her behavior while she mirrored mine. Sometimes we would li...ck up and down either side of your shaft, allowing our tongues to meet at the head leading to kisses. At the same time she reached over to tease and twist my nipples. She commented on how much she loved to see them respond. My nipples have always been very sensitive, something she took full advantage of. After quite a while you told us to stop and. My dad told me that I wouldn?t be bred all thetime and that he and Jim would be supervising all my breeding and I would besafe at all times. My dad also told me that before my mom passed away she wasalso a breeding slave and he trained her also. The next day I woke up early andfixed myself some breakfast and waited for dad and Jim to wake up. I heard mydad coming down stairs and yelled to him would you like any breakfast. He toldme no just some coffee. I made a big pot of coffee as I washed my. But to have this, that would make his job end a hell of a lot quicker there. He probably wasn’t even at the table for all of a minute when a fake blonde more or less attached herself to his arm. ‘Hi there.’ ‘Hello.’ ‘Wanna buy me a drink?’ ‘Why would I wanna do that?’ He had to ask nicely. This girl was oozing take-me-home-and-fuck-me. That didn’t necessarily mean he was interested. He was just here out of curiosity. He wasn’t looking to score. ‘Well, there are two reasons,’ he gave her an. She emerged from the bedroom and wandered through the empty house. She smelled the candle and knew he had been meditating that morning. Perhaps he was out tending to the livestock. Then she heard the sound of a Range Rover arriving, and saw it was he. The man was full of surprises; she did not know he had transport, but on reflection she knew it was essential.She put the kettle to boil and was making some tea when he came in through the kitchen door, stamping his feet from the cold, frosty.