If he does not have dick up his ass almost constantly, his hole itches and stings unbearably. If he is not tasting and smelling fuckmeat all the time,...he is reduced to tears, worse, he can literally hardly function. His ever move, ever need, every thought is connected to pleasing dick. Of course the mind is affected. A Fuckpig in this condition is almost what what might call retarded, or challenged in the modern sense. So he require constant care and attention. He needs cock so badly, his. The slow deep buzz tells me that the battery is strong and the egg is on. Nextis the butt plug, lubed up and sliding into place it too is specially designedto wear out for the evening. Once it is in place I step into my tight leatherthong and clip the strap of the plug into place. The egg buzzes deep inside asI spli the remote control into my purse.My bra is sheer andlow cut so that my nipples are readily available and always visible to Mastershould he wish to inspect them. Tonight I am wearing. First she played with the tip of my cock, and licked up and down my shaft. Then she sucked me in a bit at a time until she was deep-throating me with each bob. She was a sloppy blow to. I could see her drooling over my cock, and it dripping down on her perky b-cup tits. It was sexy. She stood up and wrapped a leg around me as we kissed. With one hand, she slid my cock into her eager pussy. It slid in easy, and I started to fuck her passionately. Then, she surprised me, and brought up her other. Knuckle deep she starts to tighten, she can take it but I have to push, I can feel her pussy stretching around my hand. She is silent, breathing hard, as she wills me into her gapping cunny. Out a little, twist and push in, twist and push in, twist and push in. The resistance is dwindling her juice is flowing as she accepts the inevitable.My knuckles are past the entrance. I hold my fist in place so she can feel the tension. I work my hand in and out opening her again and again, short strokes.