’ Master began sliding the vibe in my ass, the pain almost excruciating, yet at the same time exquisite. Master stopped, allowing my anus to stretch...around the invader and become accustomed to it. I watched Aidan and Alex as instructed, tears streaming down my face. I told myself over and over he didn’t want it, he didn’t want her. That he was doing this because he had to, because he was made to. Damn if it didn’t look like he was enjoying himself though. Master began pumping the vibe in and. I was in quite a pickle. I looked around.I had a small collection of beads I used to make myself jewelry, but I doubted he’d want any of that. All the makeup on my vanity gave me the idea of doing a quick self portrait by putting on a colored lipstick and kissing the paper, then drawing my face around it. That might be cute, but uninspired. Plus, I did something similar when I was eleven. I had some colored and textured paper from a school project. Maybe I could make a card of some kind? Again,. I'd probably have gotten out a hose, like her mother had last year. The thing was, I didn't think Pam was really full-grown yet. She had that kind of cute, coltish look that I associated with Cassie before she'd really blossomed. Bonnie, her mom, was practical. Her dad, Jack, was obviously having trouble letting go of his baby. He insisted on an inspection of the dormitories and his daughter's living arrangements. Then he wanted a tour of the whole ranch. Since they didn't get in until dinner. She then came to give me a hug. I thought it was because she hadn't seen me in a while, but there was more to this hug. While we hugged, I felt her tongue slip into my mouth and wiggle it's way around my tongue; I then felt my clothes dissolve away, melt away in a kind of magical erotic heat generated by an erotic spell she'd cast. Consequently, my dick slid into her pussy, even though there was no real action on my part or hers. It just happened. I softly pumped her juicy, hot, semi-tight.