That won't last." Yeah right, just wait until Mom and Frank get home. You two will be toast." Yeah and until then, guess who gets to help me in the ba...n?" I don't think so." Aunt Cindy is going to be here to take care of the household stuff. You won't have any excuses. See how smart you are, you had a good thing going this week and you had to fuck that up for yourself." So what. Seeing you punished will be worth it." I don't know what you have against me. All I know is that I have never done. Within only twenty four hours, i felt as like i knew her from my previous birth. our choices, habits, hobbies were almost same and it was the time when we started our journey of new friendship with unexpected budding hope, passion, zeal and surge.To shorten the story, i helped her to get her novel published by a very reputed publisher and she was so happy with me. After being busy with hectic schedule of day, i never missed to reply her messages and within short duration of one months we became. After a few minutes i could feel her shaking just a little. I tried to turn her face to me to kiss her but she pulled away. NowI could tell she was crying. "Carole, what’s the matter sweet heart?" "Nothing" "Are you Crying?" No answer. "Carole, what’s the matter? Talk to me." "I'm embarrassed." "Embarrassed? There is no reason-" "No? Look at me. I am wearing a dick. I look like some sad bull-dyke that needs a cock to keep her girlfriend happy." Then she really started to cry. I scooted. Ignoring my tears Master Pete begins to move the handles in and out of their holes. First he moves them together in rhythm, then he moves the handles one at a time. Suddenly it’s too much. My cries turn into moans; oh my god this feels hot. As the guys move closer to the action I could see their hard cocks straining against the fabric of their pants. It was exactly the response Master Pete wanted; guys with hard cocks ready to feast on a beautiful slave. He started pushing.