After carefully selecting my choice, the red satin pair, I made my way back to my bedroom, lay back on the bed and wrapped them around my cock. After ...just a few strokes I shot my first load into them, revelling in the feel of the soft satin around my rock solid cock.I lay there for about half an hour, the panties lying on my stomach covering my cock until I heard Mrs. Evans return. I got off the bed, the panties still draped over my semi-erect cock, to see if she would come out to get the. Seems he had played pretty hard with his dick over the years and it was not very responsive in terms of erections. It got nearly hard when the slave was being punished and fucked in the ass.The rimming lasted about a half-hour and then we returned to the scene where the slave was on his hands and knees, face buried in a Dom's crotch and me whacking his ass ...At one point, we decided to go outside. We were all completely naked at this point and given the privacy of the place there was nothing. I laid there for a moment almost in pure exhaustion from the joy that I had just experienced. But we still were not done. Almost without even realizing it he had turned me onto my stomach and got me on my hands and knees. He started to spit on my asshole and I knew that this was the moment, I would get to lose my virginity. He was careful to make sure that everything was well lubricated. As he positioned himself at my entrance “be careful” was all I could say. With that I felt the pressure as. And this monstrosity was perfect for them, too. Modeled after the Taj Mahal, not a Greek or Roman design as one might expect. All because Dad was so impressed by the romance between Shah Jahan and his favorite wife that he couldn’t resist that kind of style. Fitting, really, that Dad modeled his tomb after another polygamist, in this case one of the Mughal Emperors of India,” Hector fought his grief to say that much at least.“Wow, he really did love your mother, didn’t he? When I learned that.