When we got inside, he removed the duct tape, and the rope, then brought me to a room with a bed. “What’s your name?” I asked the man. “You wi...l call me master, but my name is, Mark.” he said. Mark turned on the light, and I finally got a really good look at him. He had dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and a very long cock. It must’ve been about 15 centimeters. “Lay down, on the bed.” said Mark. I laid down on the bed. “Now flip over so your ass is facing up.” he demanded. I flipped over. I then. Pati said nothing but I was guessing that meant O.K. and went and got some special stuff I had been saving for when we really wanted to get stoned, and I filled a pipe I had. We smoked a bowl and drank some more. I was into Jaci's game, she wanted to get Pati fucked up, she still wanted her to let me fuck her, it made me a little big-headed, thinking that being fucked by me might be a cure for post divorce depression.I excused myself to go make a fire. It was not too long before it was dark and. Chris slowed down to a steady grind, deep and tight into my bung hole. His cock soften to a degree that that it almost felt good. Chris didn't let up and soon I could feel his cock harden again 'OOOHHH NOOO,' I cried. 'Please don't I can't take any more,' I whimpered. Chris harshly 'growled beg me to fuck you bitch, or I'll bust your butt wide open'. Viciously Chris pulled his rigid cock back and rammed in to so hard that my head shot up off the mattress and I yelled for mercy. My anal. Yes, kids in families get into fights. We don’t expect everything to go smoothly, but we will step in when needed. Your lives have been shit for only you know how long. If this works for you, then great. Maybe it isn’t a good fit for everyone. We will do our best to help you see if we can make it somewhere that you can be happy, safe, healthy, and at least enjoy some of what remains of your childhood,” I told her. “Oh, birth control is freely available in your suites, no questions asked. You,.