Tempted to call out, to ask for help, to request nourishment, John knew better than to do anything that might stir the wrath of his Mistress. His thro...t was sore, his voice weak from having his mouth savagely fucked by both dildos and cocks, all relentless in their efforts to leave his throat and jaw aching. Load after load of hot cum had been deposited inside him from both ends. Salvation came in the form of the click of his Mistress' heels against the exposed floor. John was too weak to lift. We have a number of projects that suffer from "fits and starts."I have been blessed again with my fifth child, a beautiful little girl named, Elizabeth after Amos' first wife. Everyone calls her, Bess. She is a happy baby and Jane, Judith, and I are enjoying our lives very much. We work the farm, raise children, and go to church.The only issue is the growing frailty of Abe. He wasn't young when The Day occurred and more years and the spiritual strife of keeping us together had taken its toll on. Turn around. I want all your pod mates to see you. I want them to worship your perfection.” I traced her spine down to her panties, the last article of clothing she was wearing. She’d begun to pant and had a rosy flush growing all up her torso and face.“What are you doing, Jacob?” Donna whispered in my ear.“Cindy, my little Piper girl, wants to be dominated and fucked in the ass,” I said. “I think our whole pod should see what kind of girl she really is. I think they should all pet her tiddies. ” she said, glancing down at the sigils over her own heart.“Mm hmm,” he said with a small nod, his lips sucking and his tongue flicking as her nipple tightened in his mouth.“Bite a little,” she said in a breathy exhalation. He did. She whimpered and bounced harder but not faster, her hips still rolling. He ached for her to speed up but she didn’t. She kept moving slow, steady, letting the pressure build.“Why didn’t we do this years ago?” she groaned, moving her other breast to his waiting.