It isn’t art work. I’ll take you over there at night after milking.”Great!, I thought. Another reason to prove I was just livestock. Whatever it...was that compelled me to be accepting of my role was yet again attempting to shatter me with fears.I had come to love being just a constant fucking breeding livestock, to service my role of ejaculating enormous amounts into the sisters. That seemed so perfect - felt so perfect. But why was this dumb son, son of a bitch, always trying to push it. Kieran didn't move. "I said STRIP!" he yelled and slapped Kieran hard around the face.As the young boy began to remove his clothing, the other stepped back to admire his cute little six year old body. His beautiful brown eyes and brown hair, his slightly dark skin and his tiny little boy penis."From now until when I last see you, you are to do exactly as I say or it will be much worse for you. Do you understand?" asked the older boy.Kieran nodded. His captor then started to strip also, removing. As a routine, Zeno would put her soles together and spread the legs as far as she could, bending them at knees. I am sure you can imagine a diamond shaped baseball field with her pussy at the top as Home.I would be dripping by then making it a must to take out my cock and start jacking off slow and nice, leaning back. Both watching each other's sex organs we would play and drain, growling loud to enjoy all we could. There were days when she would talk of holding, pulling some guy's penis and. Linda asked what he was doing and he casually said prepping it babe. Linda continued I don't let my husband fuck my ass. Again he casually remrked then don't let him.I could see his thumb was all the way in her ass now, pulling it wider as he moved it in and out. Linda was cumming hard as he continued to play with her ass. It was time for a switch of places and the next bbc went deep into her pussy again, long hard strokes as Linda rippled with her orgasm. Then just as she was starting to reach.