As the Gnari girl handed out the last of the rations Cook wiped her hands on her apron and shook her head slowly. “Harvest’s bad this year. Worse ...han it oughta be.” “How’d you figure that?” Silmaria asked. She leaned against one of the counters and wiggled her feet to relieve the ache in them. She’d never even gotten a chance to retrieve her shoes or slippers. Cook would’ve never let her regular help get away with being barefoot in the kitchens. The hard stones underfoot made her feet and. It all happened so quickly that he didn’t realize what they were going to do until it began. Sarah reached over after glancing at Stephanie and turned up the flow of water into the boy’s mouth. The increased need to swallow stopped Cody’s screams immediately as he had to gulp faster to keep up with the flow. He tried to squirm, or jostle his bench, anything to make the rubber freak above him fall off and stop the flow of shit. But, it was no use; Michael’s hands were on Jason’s calves and were. I never once winced or tensed with pain. His entering me with all his manhood was nothing but pure unadulterated sexual pleasure. I just kept feeling his arms and hands around my chest, squeezing and touching me, as slowly, wonderfully he brought me to him. I remember the fullness, the completeness of his being inside me. I also remember that he didn’t have to make much of a move for him to feel pleasure and for me to feel pleasure. His completely entering me so turned him on, he had to stop. Your thumb gently outlines my lips that you love. My tongue darts out to taste you quickly as my lips close around you and I suck gently. You groan and move your hand away, gliding down the column of my neck, the hollows just below, the softness of my chest, then my breasts, and then Ohhhhh...my nipples. I murmur quietly, “Yesssss baby. Ssoooooo good,” but I am unable to really speak these thoughts that I feel. You stroke my "round, brown, ever so suckable nipples." At least, I think that's.