Although my body writhed in passion, my mind had me trying to remain still encased in his arms. I could feel the hard manly feeling of his cock head a... it pressed into the crack of my arse, my mind began wanting it pressing into my anal ring. I subconsciously pushed my butt back against your cock, master. My breathing was so ragged that anyone outside the bedroom would have sworn I was having an Asthma attack. Suddenly you moved slightly and a hard but soft head of your cock was pressing. "Yeah, but I'd forgotten how crazy they are. After all, I've been out of that scene for a while," Cate reflected, resting her hand on her forehead as she observed Alex struggling to eat, clearly too tired to do it very enthusiastically. "But there was more to it this time. Before, you'd always skirt around the outskirts of the concert to avoid attracting too much attention. And you'd try to hold actual conversations with everyone you met." Hey, I still do," Alex objected as he stared at a. . i saw her reaction as she spotted my huge cock standing up, rock hard. She hungrily stared at it for a moment and then she, as instructed, crawled on her hands and knees over to me and knelt in front of me."You wanted it unwashed, right?" I whispered."Yes, Master.." she quietly replied."I havent washed for 5 days" i whispered, smiling, and as i shifted closer to her in my chair, she obediently sat up and began sniffing my unwashed ass, cock and balls. Taking huge sniffs and moaning "oh! That. The hollow metallic echo of his footsteps suggesting the location being within some hollow steel bulkhead of a tramp steamer far below its decks. He routinely checked their bonds and carefully dripped water into the side of their mouths so the could swallow it without choking. Cecelia now recalled the many stories told of such ships plying trade as smugglers in slaves throughout all parts of the world. But especially to the Islamic ports of Northern Africa just across the blue waters of the.