My Master tears into me, as if I am a pear freshly fallen from the tree, split and protruding. The hot water relieves my thighs and hips after he love... me deeply. Accepting and nurturing his seed. In months, I labor with my sisters. He sows into us wildly. Seven gardens planted in a single night. Seven stone baths holding lavishly-seeded wives. My love is our Master’s favorite. She is the color of cinnamon, long dark hair resting at the swell of her back, with the radiance and beauty of a young. So, I told her the whole thing about the ovulation and chances of pregnancy.She was very thrilled to know there were great chances of her becoming pregnant if we had sex that day and the next. I too shed all my qualms. After all, a willing lady wants it from me. What is the harm if I enjoyed her and gave it to her?I wondered if there would be any fool on earth to say ‘no’ to her. Besides, who knows I would get another golden opportunity like this? Suppose, she had a second thought and change of. The sun glared down at the collectionof students exiting the train. The first thing I noticed was that none of the other students had cuffs on, and I had exited at the end of the train all alone isolated from the other students. It was mid term so there weren’t many students leaving the train, maybe a dozen max. The school loomed ahead of me, a giant castle, carved into the mountain, like some materialistic behemoth, so wrapped up in its own pomposity. It looked like it belonged in medieval. She began moving and rotating on his hard cock and he grabbed her hips and pressed her down tight to him shoving the cock all the way in her wet hole. He hen said "Fuck me baby. Do it like you love it. I know you want my cock bad. Grab it with those cunt muscles and fuck me hard. Bounce on me and make those tits bounce for me. Yes, fuck me like that. Do it good and hard. Get that monster cock deep in that fuck hole. Fuck me. Please my cock with that nice wet fuck hole. Ride me hard."She then.