I steadied myself for the next male of my species to leave his package of sperm inside my womb and sate my appetite for sex. Hector’s bony fingers ...ripped my hips and his cold skin bumped my bottom at the end of each stroke. Beside me Greta’s eyes searched my face for something, but I didn’t know what. After what seemed an age the old man groaned and I felt his tool twitch a couple of times then soften quickly. The addict had had her fix of semen and returned the body to prudish Elizabeth. I. She knew what she was handlingand how to handle it. Lovingly, her fingers glided upand down the growing column in light fleeting strokes.Like a snake coming to life, it jerked and twitched.Engorged and alive, it bobbed upward, its headtransforming from bud-like smallness to a thick, plump-looking plum. Tube-like, it stiffened, growing hard anderect. Still her dancing fingers worked their tauntingmagic, teasing and titilating the shaft as it grew.When her hand eventually drifted between his open. I am guessing, it is the first time you are away from family for Christmas. It is likely the same for all of them too. It is up to you and me to do something to make this year special for each one of them. I doubt you will get a warm reception from their parents, so phone their siblings to find out what you need to know. I want something special, yet personal, as a gift for each of them. On top of that, I need a Santa suit, tailor made to fit me and I need at least two of the girls that never. ‘Master’ would join us soon ! A huge A-frame was there against the wall, and without hesitation I was soon being fastened in place. A rope on my wrist cuffs allowed her to pull me up high and tight, stretching me to tiptoe. This always seems to make me erect for some reason ? A padded bar and waist strap made sure the fat buttocks thrust out behind in a most inviting manner.So, there I was , naked, stretched tight, buttocks thrusting out… waiting !The Master appeared and went over to a camera I.