.. and then watching Stephan do exactly the same thing, saying exactly the same thing, but with an even bigger prick ... it just broke my heart.It is ...dd, how a broken heart isn't felt in the chest, sometimes, but in one's pants instead. The body is a strange and fascinating thing.I finally left them to their moaning and squishing. For the rest of the night there was no one there to witness the mouths sucking lovingly to clean off the spermy spend left on semi-rigid cocks. No one documented how. It wasn’t really a question. Later, as I ate, served by attentive young Lyra, Priapa approached.“May I speak?” she said, looking at the floor.“Speak, here, sit.” She sat beside me and I gave her some bread and cheese, my tastes were simple, as were most slaves. Some, when they became free, had given themselves over to trying larks tongues, or bull’s balls. Several had spent a couple of days with bad digestion afterwards. We are used to plain food, suddenly changing does no good. Myself, I was. And, as you sink into the plush, cool white leather seats in the spacious limousine you see me raising up the divider between the driver and the rear, after handing the driver a 50 dollar bill. No…I don’t want us to be bothered just yet. And, as we ease out of the airport onto the highway, the crystal blue endless ocean visible from the windows…you know neither of us will be seeing much of the exterior view on our longer, scenic route to our vacation bungalow.And, just as you’re settling in,. She ran downstairs, opened the door and waved at Jason until he stopped the mower. Jeanne was scared but not too much. Her parents wouldn’t be home for at least four hours probably more; Jason didn’t know any of her friends and was well known in the neighborhood to be a loner; and Jeanne’s body was shaking from need. She’s watched her father’s porn videos…she thought she knew how to make a man horny.“Jason.”He didn’t say anything, just stared at her with the engine still on. “JASON”Jason shut.