“I’m gonna misshanging out here with you and those–yeccch!–Mores.” “I would have offered, but you never bummed one...fromme,” I grinned. “You always had a brand of the day. Inever knew what you were smoking.” We stuck our tonguesout at each other and laughed. “You’re so funny. Anyway, I’d better go; everybody ismeeting at O’Reilly’s in another 15 minutes. I’ll seeyou around in the halls and I’ll drop. It didn't really excite Toy to make out with her fellow Doll but they both knew it was a sight that Master enjoyed should he open his eyes to watch what they were doing.For several minutes Toy and Slut traded off, Toy becoming increasingly more aroused as the Masters cock became slick with their combined juices. It glistened in the light of the room slick enough to easily slide into any of the other holes that Toy had that were howling in slavish need. Toy and Slut noticed the Master was close. Miranda, I think her name is. She looks good for her age, mid 40s probably, wearing a simple red t-shift and light blue capris. I say hello on the way to my door, she smiles back and replies "Coffee Time!" and keeps on walking. As I get to my door I fumble for my keys, looking back to check her out as she walks to the coffee shop down the street, her tight pants showing off that ass, swaying the whole way. Once I get inside, I go grab a beer before I head off to bed for the day. As I’m pouring. I'll try very hard to be good for you, but you're so very big!" I never mistreat my toys, little one." She whispered as her cock pulled from my hand. I gripped the railing harder, and offered up myself to her as she stepped behind me. "Good little Mono." She stroked my backside, being very careful to avoid my still painful branding.Wilma sobbed. "No, please no more! It's not too late! You can close now! You can close and I'll heal and still be a citizen! Don't do any more! I'm sorry! I swear.