Then I teasingly moved my hands down to his stomach and caught his eye. As I was bent over the couch, I felt found his lips and we kissed again. He t...en opened his mouth and we tongued each other. He later told me he had never kissed a man before and he was a rather good and gentle kisser.My hands kept getting closer to his hardening cock and I could feel its heat! His cockhead was halfway out of the foreskin by now! He was slightly moaning and upward thrusting his hips so I would grab his. Thirty one? no... thirty two seconds. Not bad!" Thanks," I puffed."It's all red!" she said, concerned."You buffed it pretty hard, friction burns." Aw, I'm sorry... kiss it better?"She dabbed her lips on it."I'll recover," I told her."Good! I need to put it in my diary before I forget." You're keeping records!" I said after her fleeing figure."Of course!" she called back.I followed her to her room. She was noting the figures down in her diary."Let me see?" I asked her."No! its private," she. Tears filling his eyes at this new humiliation. Ratlings were among the lowest of the low. Foul, cruel, disgusting creatures. Now he was their whore.Lara knew now that his masculinity was also gone. If he had any left he would have at least protested. Instead He gagged as rat dick filled his throat. As it thrust deep in his ass.The ratlings didn’t cum just once either. Each needing to orgasm three or four times before they were done.Then they took great pleasure in snuggling the stripped slaves. She won’t fuck me. Won’t blow me. Won’t even give me a merciful handjob.Jarvanka: I know. I know what it’s like. Mared and I, we haven’t been together in ages. That dumb, mute moron…Ronald: Mared’s not stabbing you every night? A piece of ass like you?Jarvanka: Oh, daddy…Ronald: You’ve aged well. I mean, look at Stelania, she’s got that bird face, like a haggardly forest witch, and your sister, Stiffany, ugly as a pig, but you, perfect looking, best product I ever made.Jarvanka: Daddy, you’re.