But now Mladic smirked, seeing Brad’s cock still ramrod straight and aroused between his legs. “Your boyfriend is STILL enjoying the show, girl. A... for impregnating you, I admire your optimism. You think that if I knock you up, that I will let you live long enough to give birth? Hmm. I suppose you’re supremely confident that you can learn to be a proper sex slave and please me then, eh? Well, we shall SEE.” As he said those words, the brutal young man plunged into her with five rapid strokes.. ” She said.“You wanted this?” I said.“Not at first, but it has a lot of benefits, look, you’re earning great money, travel, fabulous clothes, you get to spend quality time with your daughter, oh and the sex, plenty of sex, some of it fucking awesome.” We laughed. “Will you two keep it down, I’m trying to sleep,” Emily said.“Sorry love,” Natasha said.“But what if they want you to have sex with Emily?” I asked.“Oh they do, all the time, bit weird at first, but……..Emily, how do you like doing it. Marissa blew on my right nipple,and i gasped at the intensity of the sensation. I opened my eyes, andlooked down at her. I was, indeed, wearing the huge nipple prostheticswe had gotten for Marissa a couple months ago. The areoles were each 3inches across, and a rich, dark. brown. Each nipple was almost an inchlong. They made my middle-aged chest look like I had honest to goodnessbreasts, albeit small ones."Hey! I told you not to look," she said with an erotic snarl."Sorry, the adventure got. I just want to make sure you do it right."A hazy mist filled the room as Julene ran the hot water. This was ascene we'd played out a hundred times in the past, one which neverfailed to fill me with an overwhelming sense of disgrace. I stoodsilently to one side with my hands crossed in front of myself, wonderingwhy she took such pleasure in humiliating me day after day.Contrary to all appearances, I knew she didn't hate me. In manyrespects, she'd always been exceptionally kind, showering me.