It was time to fuck these whores.I stood over my limp cousin. Jerking my hard dick over her body slowly. I had waited a long time for this moment. I o...pened up her thick legs, pulling her feet to the sky. Her pretty, fragrant hole opened up for me, her juices shimmered in the light, it was ridiculously beautiful, I couldn’t wait to have her fucking wet hole!
I massaged her fat titties as I positioned my cock for her. I teased her fat nipples, they bulged with excitement, her u*********s mouth. I don?t know how long it took for Master to calm me sufficiently down for me to hear him out, but I suspect it took days. I have hated and feared isolation ever since he did it to me the first time and this will be the worst by far.The first few of what I think of as days pass with a mixture of sleep and panic. I am still very weak from the castration scene and I cannot get over my fear of this kind of isolation. When I am awake ? and I still can?t figure out how he knows this ? Master is. For us this is perfect. The first time we tried it we had talked about it all week and decided to go to the ball games on Saturday. We had a lot of fun "practicing" with Annie posing in different positions and me telling her what I could see from below her as she sat in these positions. What worked best was for her to sit with her butt off the back of the seat, though not enough to be uncomfortable.Then when she would bend forward, it would give the best view. As she would bend forward, her. .. please don't bite me ... it hurts, if you use your teeth."Howard raised his head, stood up straight, dropped his arms, and looked her in the eyes, "If I knew where to find the bastard, I'd kill him." He turned, walked across the room to the metal cot where he began the night, pulled his jeans on and jerked open a drawer in the small chest to pull out a pair of clean socks. He pulled the socks over his feet, not caring if they are straight or not and grabbed his shirt, pulling it on as he.