THIS IS YOUR SEXUALITIY – you want to be a subject, a nothing, a piece of raw abusive flesh, nothing else but a a****l farm.I take one of the spider... out of the box. Your perfect shining wet and lutful pussy opens wired. The lips are swollen as I used a vacuum-pump to make them huge and fleshy. The spider moves its eight legs, I show you the little a****l. Now I take it and sit it on your pussylips…it crawls, runs on your soft genital skin, you feel the legs move…the spider is very curious of. ..and take you into the back of my throat...and when you put your head between my thighs...I’d squeeze down and wouldn’t let you go...until you’d made me cum...as many times as that lucky married woman...and I’d swallow every drop you gave me and ask for more...” She then released my cock and closed her thighs and said, “Now finish your wine,” and grinned at me over her wineglass. After we finished, she frowned as if calculating a close estimate and said, “Oh, I don’t think we need dessert.”. Then she moved over to the window. The room overlooked a forest, and her room was above the tree line. She looked down at the treetops, putting her hand on the thick glass. Communal bathrooms are down on the left. The cafeteria is on the right. And the nurses station is by the steps. Dinner is in forty five minutes. Until then, you are free to roam around. There is a library on the first floor, as well as a convenience store. I dont have any money. You can earn money by good behavior, and. ’ Molly replied. ‘Good, and I’m glad you’re going to be helping us with the ceremony.’ I said. ‘By the way, how’s the baby coming along?’ ‘Wonderful,’ Molly said, her eyes flirtatious as she locked them with mine, ‘as I tell you when you call every day. And Ross is doing very well, also, but he misses his daddy.’ I smiled at the thought of my son Ross, whose picture was on my desk alongside Carole and little Jim’s. Just then, there was a knock on my door, and Lieutenant Wes ‘Coldiron’ Masters.