‘Aaaarrrrgggghhhh Randy, fuck me now!’ He slams his hardness into me which pushes me against the bed. The bed springs squeak louder with each thru...t, echoing throughout the bedroom. My screams of pleasure could be heard over the squeaking and I am sure, out the open window. I reach back and rub my clit as I feel his swollen balls slap against me. Not long after I screamed out. ‘God Randy, I’m cuming!’ The nectar flows out my honey pot, down my inner thighs. Randy has marvelous staying power and. She was starting to enjoy feeling like the cock hungry fucktoy she was supposed to be. More cum jetted into her mouth and she hungrily swallowed most of it, though some cum spilled over her lips and mixed with the cum already on her chin.One by one, she sucked 3 more cocks. All of them blew their loads of cum down her throat. All this cum was tasting like dessert to the new fucktoy. Suddenly, her owner jerked her up by her hair and led her out of the auction room into another room for more. He had kept one up until the last month of his life, when he had suffered a stroke that he never recovered from. I had been reading an entry each night since I had received them. This one was about fishing and had references to the first time he had carried me out on a Minnesota lake.With fishing, it's not the size of the boat, motors and tackle, (though they help), but rather the time spent doing as few productive things as possible. There is something so decidedly lazy about it that even the. "Wow," I said crossing the room to stand at the window. "That never getsold does it?"I heard him put his drink down and watched his reflection approach mefrom behind."No it really doesn't, does it" he said as he put his arms on both myshoulders.I glanced back over my shoulder at him acknowledging his agreement. Hetook my drink and put it on the windowsill. He gently turned me arounduntil I was facing him and he leaned down and kissed me again. Again Ihad a wave of panic and scintillation. .