Their plight intrigued me, and I stopped to listen. I was wrong. It was three young girls, and their mother. I heard, "Mommy, where are we going to st...y? We can't even sleep in the car, like the last few nights."Another girl said, "Please don't make us go back to that shelter. The men LOOK at me like they want to do things to me. Please don't make us go back there..." Her tears overcame her, and I could tell that her mother had all she could do to keep it together.Shushing her daughters, the. “I got us some coffee and biscuits,” I said, as I put them on the table.“Thanks, Hugh. I can use some coffee and biscuits. I’m hungry after what turned out to be a pretty wild night. I’m not used to drinking a whole bottle of wine!”“Yeah, it looks like it was a wild night in more ways than one.”“Huh?” Cindy said.“For you and Leon,” I said.“Oh,” she said, laughing. “Yes, that was unexpected.”“Why did you do it?”“Do what?”“You know. Why did you have to fuck him?”“Well, that’s getting a little. She opened the door and I couldn't stop jacking off so she saw me and dropped my laundry all over the floor. She was wearing a white tank top and some short shorts.She said "My muchacho! what are you doing." I said "I, I'm sorry I just couldn't help it." Then she saw my big wet cock about 8 inches long and hard dripping wet with precum and said "Ay dios mio! You're no boy anymore you've gotten big as a bronco!"She came over and just stared at it for about 5 seconds then asked if she could touch. ’ ‘I won’t. But get down on your hands and knees and beg.’ ‘Okay,’ she whimpered. The girl got down on her hands and knees, looked up at the big man, pleadingly, and said, ‘Please, Sir. Please don’t hurt me. I’m afraid.’ ‘You will do everything I say. Is that understood?’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘From now on you will call me Master.’ ‘Yes, Sir. Yes, Master. Please don’t hurt me.’ ‘I won’t hurt you. I’m not that kind of man . But you will obey me!’ ‘Yes, Master. I will do whatever you tell me, Master, Sir.’.