You are like a piece of furniture around here. A sofa can’t like or dislike anything. A refrigerator can’t like or dislike what is in it and, a ca... can’t have opinion about where it’s owner drives it or what kind of gas he puts in the gas tank. You have no right to an opinion on anything. You can have no preferences as to what you are given to eat or with whom you suck off, or fuck. Do you understand, you stupid bitch?? ?I am so sorry, Sister. I do understand what it means to be an owned slave. I can’t begin to explain in words how exhilarating and sensuous it is. Try to imagine the best sexual experience you’ve ever had and then multiply that many many times over. Lost in lust is the best way to describe how I felt at the time. My knees were growing weak and shaky from repeating orgasms when I felt both tools begin to swell at the same time. My mind was spinning as I felt the first gushes of Jerry’s seed hit deep in my throat followed a split second later by the unmistakable warmth. When we parted from the smooch I kept on sucking her neck and cleavage area and started removing her blouse, now she was in her dark bra, she was looking sexy, I removed her bra and started sucking her melons she was enjoying and moaning, she was telling suck harder hey are waiting for you since a long time, I was sucking one at a time and simultaneously pressing other at the same time.In the middle she just pushed me back, and unbutton my shirt off, and started licking my chest, in the process. On the third day I was there, several of the enemy got into our area. One of them was coming at me with his bayonet. My .45 was in my hand but several of my men were behind him and I couldn't take the chance of shooting him then. I was able to sidestep his thrust and push him to the ground. I put a round in the middle of his face as he twisted around, trying to turn his rifle towards me. He was the only enemy I knew that I had specifically killed but it never bothered me in any way. I was doing.