Maybe it’s not what I’m thinking, he reasoned, staring at the ceiling. Maybe Sonia just wants to talk about something. Yeah, it’s probably not w...at I’m thinking at all.That was the excuse he used to convinced himself. Throwing off the blanket, Vick leapt off the bed, opened the door, and walked out into the hallway.The narrow hallway was completely dark and Vick had to be careful to not bump into any of the furniture. He tiptoed towards Sonia’s room at the end of the hallway, which was. Juan found your insurance paper work." What happen" I tapped out."You don't remember? Oh my god it was a nightmare! We went to the building - the one that's being renovated - do you remember that much?" I had a vague recollection of it so I tapped the 'y'. "Y, as in yes? Ok. So, this irritant of a building manager - who has been fired by the way - tells us that he doesn't have time to show us the updates and we're in his way. Well, I asked if we could look around on our own, and he told us to. My Mistress knew that to send me to Maria was a punishment of sorts. To ask her forgiveness was hard and, as Mistress Pickles suggested, to have her, was to be a trial of my humility. Heavy hearted I went to her room. I knocked, which is something I would never normally do for I am the arm of law in the household and have right of entry in all but my Mistress’s apartments. She admitted me into her room, a candle still burning in the stick by her bed. She smiled and I think enjoyed my. I’m full. I feel a fullness in my ass, in my mind, in my stomach, in my whole self that I never thought was possible. I never want this moment to end. Then he withdraws. I feel like I’m losing part of myself, I immediately push back, searching for that cock. Hoping for it to enter me once again. Then Rick slowly feeds my ass his cock again… too slowly. I’m craving him deep in my ass already. And he goes deep, so deep I feel consumed by him. Then he starts to fuck me. I’m being fucked by a man,.