In that position itself, he grabbed my **** again. Suddenly I felt him lifting me off his abdomen and a huge **** getting inserted in my vagina. My go...d, it was painfully pleasant. I lost my virginity to my 47 year old servant Chandar. He was my master at this moment.He could do anything he wanted to with my body. With his member in my hole, he took my right nipples in his mouth, sucking them hardest ever. It was so painful and yet so pleasurable. I could stay in this position for hours and. .. two scumbags.”“No,” I said, perhaps a little harsher than I had intended. I could see Rebecca’s eyes open in surprise at my tone.“No,” I said, much softer, then reached up with my hand and began wiping the tears away.“If it is anyone’s fault, it was those two guys,” I told her. “The biggest mistake they made in their short lives was putting their hands on you. Putting their hands on someone I ... I care a great deal about.”I could see some more tears in Rebecca’s eyes, but I think for a very. Now came the challenge. Should I ask him to turn around or stand behind him? I reach around him and cleaned his chest, feeling his strong pecs under my tiny hands as he moaned like he enjoyed the process. Going downwards over his abs and towards his crotch I stopped to collect more soap. He complimented me on my touch. I didn't need to if it felt wrong he said, but that I should be thorough to not have to do it again soon. It felt wrong, but somehow I decided to do it. Also I was curious for. Ugh, it hurts. I can't shit." Oh god my grandmother said she couldn't shit. Not poop, not go to the bathroom. She said she couldn't shit. Fuck I don't know why but it did it for me. I stepped in front of her my cock starting to actually throb. She looked at it with wide eyes. " No Johnny no, don't get horny no." She told me. I pushed my cock against her chest and she grabbed it. As she moaned about the pain my grandmother started to stroke me. It felt wonderful. But she was still so loud. I bit.