??What?s the matter Patty?? Juice all gone??? ?Wayne,can you help me here sweetie??? And inone swift movement they had me restrained back to that wall...again.? Sir Wayne lit a cigarette and sat down.? Isabelle sat down on his lap and took a dragoff his cigarette.? ?You know I love whenyou treat me like a bad little slut.?? Hepinched her nipple and said ?That?s cus you are such a bad little slut.?? ?We better clean up Patty for Mistressnow.?? She had said.? ?I think he needs to cool off.?? He. Fifi and Trish need real milk to grow strong, healthy bodies, and eventually Katie’s baby will too. Moreover, the powdered milk from the survivalist buckets will not last forever.”“Hmmm, did your ranger friend ever mention feral goats in these mountains?” Brother Matthew asked. Clark wasn’t sure and shook his head.“Many years ago, it was reported that on the western side of the mountain an elderly lady – a hippie type from the 1970’s – lived in a secluded valley where she kept several goats. She was sucking my cock, playing with my balls, playing hide and seek with my wand in her boobs and I was thrusting, fucking her mouth, boob pussy and my mouth and tongue were busy in her pussy with my lips, exploring her entry door to heaven. If I had not learnt to control and edge; I must have shot my load by now and that too, more than once. Even with control technique, the time came when I wanted to cum really bad and even Beth was hell bent to keep sucking me hard. I warned her only once. A great, perplexing mystery had beenresolved, and the pieces of his personality had, as it were, cometogether, completing a whole of his fractured psyche. By the stripesthat Russ had inflicted upon Gary's satin-smooth buttocks, Russ hadhealed him. He had made Gary whole.(For my take, thus far, at least, on sadism, take a gander at my essay,"Cruel Art," which, I argue, "brings out the savage beast in all ofus.")Further reflection on the matter has caused me to realize that I havefeminized part.