She looked so proud.The men, the terrible, creepy men of whom Sara had spoken, arrived late to the party. By then, I'd been fucked so many times in so...many places that I didn't think I could even walk. All evening, my mouth had been filled again and again with cocks, cum, and spit. My ass has been fucked raw. A few had even fucked my pussy, when all my other holes were full.I lay on the couch with my head in Madeline's lap – she cuddled and stroked me – while I watched my dear Sara get fucked. After some scrubbing, I'm satisfied with the cleaning, and step once again into the bathroom.Standing in front of the holo-mirror, I admire my 19-year-old form. Centuries of genetic manipulation, perfecting of physical fitness, and modern medical science have resulted in most wealthy members of humanity having great looks and physiques. I myself have benefited from such things, standing a little over 6' tall, being muscular while not overly beefy or anything, and having a 9" erect cock standing. ” I replied sweetly, “Yes, that’s right. I was on the number seven bus, but standing.” “In that case, wait miss!” he said in a firm voice, “I best point you in the right direction, else you will only get lost.” He slowly rose from his chair and started to wobble to the other side of the desk. He was moving so slowly, I asked him if he was ok. He replied, “Yes miss, everything is in working order, but me leg does play up a bit.” Searching in his jacket pocket he added, “Bloody hell! I have. Her accent was still thick, but it was charming. ‘Yes, I need to tell you that your master has returned to Spain,’ I said. ‘He left me?’ ‘Yes,’ I replied. ‘I am to be…’ she hesitated unsure of the words. ‘You eat my heart?’ ‘No, we don’t do things like that,’ I said, trying to conceal a smile. Her concerns were not unreasonable, the Mexican really did horrible things like what she had described. ‘I am happy,’ she smiled with relief. ‘I am your master now,’ I said. ‘Good,’ she said with a firm.
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