I couldn't worry about them as my soldier advanced on me. I stood up and lunged in at him. But he seized my shoulders, twisting me around.“I'm going...to enjoy fucking your sweet snatch,” he hissed in my ear.“No!” Aoifa roared and barreled in. “That's not how a Glassnerian acts!”The redhead tackled the soldier, wrapping her arms around his waist. The soldier struggled to throw her off and hold me. I kicked with my boots, striking his shin and bringing grunts of pain from his lips.Aoifa ripped a. "James" he said correctly."Father" I replied and pointedly ignored the hand.We walked silently to the car, where he beckoned for me to get into the back seat,"Hello James" she said and I immediately got out again."Is this your idea of a fucking joke?" I hissed."James, please"I fought to control my rising anger, God how I wanted to smash my fist into his face"Get that fucking slag out of my sight and do it now dad" I didn't even raise my voice, but obviously I didn't need to. With a click of his. How we fuck is not always the same after that. Sometimes it’s like the dream continuing. Slow gentle rhythmic strokes. We can orgasm together with just those gentle strokes. Over time the lust grows, and suddenly we’re over the top. We both heave a bit with the first spurts, so the first to cum sets off the other. Sweet. Sometimes, though, his thrusts are long and deep. He loves to hear me cry out in lust, so one of his best tricks is to pull almost all the way out, flex my rim. He gets two. ” Realizing that I had no choice but I still held off as long as I could while Master and Mistress sat watched and masturbated each other. They took bets as to how long I could holed back from pissing. The water was a steady flow down me my bladder felt full and ready to burst. Finally I let loose and pissed the slave having had air to breath was in no danger of suffocation from my cock but drowning on my piss. He coughed and shook a little but it was to much for him in the end he died.