I did as he wanted and rolled over, keeping my eyes closed for some reason. I felt his hand go over my little cock and rub my balls, taking them in hi... fingers and rolling them around like little marbles. I opened my eyes and saw him leaning down, with his face just inches from my crotch and that's when he lowered his open mouth and placed it over my entire cock! I could feel him swirling his tongue all over it and even over my balls too. I was feeling so good and didn't want it to end ever!. ... what I had always dreamed of .... just like ...."David felt the sobs again and gently held her until she couldmuster the strength to continue."Why Bramble?" He said, just to give her time to recover. "Why doyou call him Bramble?" "When I ran out into that night I left behind the one thing I stillhad that my mother had given me. A child's book. The sort that onestarts to learn to read with, with thick pages, large print andsimple pictures. I treasured it. Read and re-read it although I. Amethyst whimpered as her master tightened his grip on her hair and Karl's fingers traced the line of her breasts on the sides, then underneath, causing her to shudder. He gave a few experimental tugs on the chain hanging between the nipple clamps and watched her face carefully for her pain response. Amethyst furrowed her brow, winced and let out some helpless muffled whimpers from behind the ball gag. "Yes, great pain response. Those nipples looked they'd be sensitive, I was right. . Her hair was a color unrecognizable and indiscernible, her scent best described as natural, slightly flowery, dripping of pheromones, her lips seemed soft, too soft to be human, although I find myself unable to recall how soft a human’s lips are supposed to be. As I continued to thrust into her, all animalistic passion and lust, an alarming thought occurred to me: I have no idea what I look like. At all. Luckily for me, another thought occurred and calmed my bubbling panic, that there seemed no.