He handed me a towel and I whipped up. I licked my fingers; it was the same I had tasted before.I woke up on night Oma was laying on her back, her leg... spread. Opa had his face between her legs. Oma was moaning. Opa was on all 4s, his cock was as big as I ever seen it. He had his fingers in her and moving his them in and out. She than “Fuck Me!” Opa picked her legs up and moved forward, his cock pointed at her slip. He pushed it right in and pumped it in and out. Oma said, “Fuck Yes!” In. The soft palms of his hands were coated with baby lotion as they moved slowly over and around my soft, large mounds, then his fingers suddenly tweaked my nipples or he nipped at them with his teeth. At first I thought, 'Exquisite torture,' but as time passed I became aware more of the pleasure that was being inflicted and the realization dawned that he was forcing me to climax. With this awareness in my mind the full horror of my predicament came home to me. It was then that he stopped what he. Sikowitz, but for the purposes of this conversation, you could probably just call me the Sandman."Carly laughed at that. "You're weird. You know the Sandman is just a fairy tale right?" Exactly." So, what? This is the land of Nod or something?" You do know your fairy tales, don't you Miss Shay. Guess that shouldn't surprise me though, given that you ended up here." What," Carly asked looking around this place as Sikowitz stood up and inspected the sand jars on a nearby table, "am I doing here?". All three hundred of Mistress Laris’s male slaves were chosen to be part the family stables because of the size of their cocks. There was not one slave that did not posses a meat stick that was not nine inches long. And before the men were purchased they were made to come on comand into a stone bowl and the sperm was then avaluwaited for thikness and volume. Out of the four large one story slave quarters that held up to one hundred slaves each only one of them housed whores the other three.