Art wasn’t looking his way, instead looking up at the skeleton pinned to the ceiling.Jack did his best to sound like he didn’t know what they were...talking about. “What do you mean?” Not that he didn’t trust Art and Matt; their hearts seemed to be in the right place, but he didn’t want them interfering with him learning as much as he could.“Old, big, nasty spirit, an Incarna.” Art looked in Daniel’s direction, squinting at the statue in a trench coat, before looking back up at the hanging. When Anna had adjusted she told Warren to go ahead again. He was so hard it was difficult for him to keep from slamming into her the way he wanted to. He wanted his cock in her ass all the way up to his balls. She was so damn tight. Steve stood, watching, as Warren slid further and further into Anna. He remembered what it was like the first time Isabel let him into her ass. The urge to just slam in is overwhelming; the tightness feeling like a glove around his cock. Looking at Isabel’s ass is. .. I’m early in my slut-training & I call my dominant, Daddy, but we don’t engage in any age-play; incest-fantasy, roleplay scenarios. It’s just the name I use to define his ownership of me.Its early days and I still occasionally panic, misbehave or make mistakes but Daddy is training me up, and is strict with punishments to make sure I’m a fast learner. I want to show him that I can be creative in how I demonstrate my desire for him, so that’s how I’ve come to write this first-attempt.I text. “K, can I go now?” he said, hands on his hips.“Fuck, no! I’m just getting started!” Liz said, still laughing. Mike sighed heavily.“Grab some paper towels from the dispenser and clean up your jizz on the floor,” was Liz’s next order. Mike had forgotten about his seed puddled under the table. His eyes widened a bit at the realization that he’d been so desperate to get out of there that he would have left his cum all over the floor had Liz not said something. And he was the only male employee that.