His cock again expanded atthe thought of this. Steve was towelled dry and lead over to a metalframe in the middle of the room that Sissy Sue had place... there.Steve was leant over the frame and cuffed by his hands and feet to theframe. He had noticed two plastic pouches hanging above the frame. Onehad a clear liquid and the other a milky colour. Each pouch had a clearplastic tube extending from it and on to the floor.Once Steve was secured, the maids left the room.Goddess returned, this time. I had given her my number when we first met at Flamingo’s, but she hardly ever called me.?Hi Bert, how ya doin’???Fine, and you???I’ve been better. Could you meet me after work? We could get something to eat. I need to talk to you.?It was short notice, but I could make some calls. ?Sure. I’ll pick you up around eight at Flamingo’s.??Make it seven.??OK, seven. I’ll see you tonight.??Bye.?I hung up. I called my friends, and told them I would miss the poker game tonight. Then I kept working. No. Come on, knock me up, what about Louisiana?"Mark lifted himself up, I let him because I felt I had carried it far enough. Quickly though Mark pushed me onto my back again, spreading my legs wide before lowering himself down on top of me, his erection very, very noticeable."Oh well in that case okay, plenty of swamp to breed in, or is that inbreed I forget."Feeling especially brave now I again forced Mark to roll over where I then yanked off his underwear, his erection now aiming at the. He stands up and lets me situate myself on my belly. I know my ass looks good. My dad has told me so at least a hundred times. My round little cheeks make kind of a heart shape together. I grab my ass cheeks and spread them. Steven carefully pushes his thumb into my asshole.He works my butthole for a little while, then reaches down and gets the baby oil. He oils up his thumb and works my asshole a little more. I can feel how ready I am for a prick. He puts the head of his cock up to my shit.