He got on top and pushed in slowly. “I know. Just breathe,” he instructed. “I’ll be gentle.”“Ooh,” whined Robin. “It’s so big!”“...ou gon’ get used to it. Relax, boy!”“Yes, sir!”“Dere you go. It goin’ in nice an’ slow!”Caesar moved his hips with caution. He felt the boipussy giving way. He sped up his rhythm.“Oh, papa,” cried Robin.“Do you like it,” checked Caesar.“Yes, papa! It feels good!”“Yeah! It do feel good. Dis my li’l faggit ass now, baby boy!”“Yes, sir!”“You hot li’l daffodil boy for. “W-Why?” I wondered with a furrowed brow as I focused on the pancakes, hoping her intentions weren’t actually more tame. I mean, I’d take anything from her, but if we started doing stuff, then I wasn’t sure I’d be satisfied with just kissing or something. I wanted to fuck. I wanted to fuck passionately and roughly like wild animals.“Well,” she began as she took a bite. “I want to see if we can build up a tolerance for you. Sort of like coffee.”“Wait. What?” I grabbed my plate, stacked with four. And started to suck her boobs.S: oh suck it, baby. I am dying to have it sucked. Suck it dead.I have a bite on her nipple.S: Ohh. . She started to moan loudly. While seeing her action I started to bite more vigorously.S: come on fuck meM: it will not be that much easyI removed her jeans and removed her panty. And here comes the clean shaved black bald pussy.I started to kiss it.S: yes baby kisses it. My hubby never did this. I only shaved it for you. Kiss me hard.I started to kiss it hard. And. This being something I couldn't force myself to do rendered me being forcibly undressed by two other men and thrown over the punishment horse, strapped down, and then severely punished by spanking.The morning of the second day I was again ordered to remove my clothing and place myself over the punishment horse. As my love for my husband was very strong and I really wanted to go through all this for his sake, I decided to go along this time.I have now understood that I had to pass all the tests.