"I nodded and replied "Yes Master, the Cunt will read each phrase as you instructed," as his sausage-like fingers fumbled to hit the record button on ...is phone. Finally he was ready and signaled that I was to begin. "You are the Cunt," I said, feeling shame upon hearing the words escape my pouty cherry lips. "You exist only for your Master," I continued. "You are devoted to your Master. You are nothing without your Master. Obedience is pleasure. You feel aroused when your Master praises you.. He hammered brutally. Princeton whined out, “Stop, daddy! I can’t take it!”Brontae refused answering back, “Hell naw, faggot! You got me over here fucking you like you a woman. You takin’ this dick.”“Yes, sir,” the sissy whimpered.Brontae grabbed his hair and leaned to nibble on his bottom’s ear the whispered, “You know like my young dick fucking your old faggot pussy. I’m gone slow up. Just take it, baby.”“Okay, daddy!”“That’s it! That’s a good bitch! Let this young nigga do all the. Uski black panty saf dikh rahi thi .Mera lund bilkul tight ho gya main sabun lagate hue uske pet pe hath gumane laga . Uski naval ko sahlate hue main uske chucho ki taraf hath le gya jo usne apne hatho se dhak rakhe the . maine piche se salwar k ander hath dal diya . ahh kya nazara tha. Or uske gol gol chutdo ko maslne laga. Wo sisak gayi or mere hath pakad k nikalne lagi jaise he mera hath pakdne k liye usne apne boobs se hataya maine uske chuche pakad liye or or jor jor se dabane laga or apna. He secured his saddle bags in place and walked the horse to the Manor gates. He mounted his horse, saluted the guards and made his way through town and on to the highway, where he steered his horse toward Dria, some six hours away.The highway meandered northerly between fields of varying crops on the left and scrub brush on the right. Soon the fields faded from view and the area became mostly thick brush and scattered scrub trees. The forest began to thicken and solidify on the right side of.