Thia came in the room that very moment:“Mya good feet washer, Master. Mya also do feet massage….Master will enjoy…..”“Thiia, I…”“Maste... relax……..Or if Master prefer boys, Than can do it…”I was shocked, but some beast awoke inside me:“No, Thia….Master like girls…..and boys too…….and woman….”She smiled, and her eye twinkled:“I am glad to hear that Master…….do Master want to bath before supper?”“Actually…yes…..”“Good. I’ll prepare the bath!”Before I could say anything she left and I looked at tiny. He jumped into his clothes and was running out the door before he had another thought.He had plenty of thoughts during the day. He had thoughts ranging from the pleasure of making love to Cherry to thoughts upbraiding himself as a perverted child molester and horrible teacher taking advantage of a student. He wasn't sure exactly which of those he was.When he arrived home, Cherry was in the kitchen. "Hey," he called out. She came running from the kitchen and threw herself into his arms, kissing. Thompson became a courier anda stretcher bearer.Pvt Thompson also had good penmanship. He was better educated thanmost of my troops. The ones who had touble reading and writting wouldask Pvt. Thompson for help when it came to sending or reading lettersform home. The few braggards that tried to harm him were met by theones who he helped and few that just liked Thompson for what everreason. I decided to make Thompson to act as a scribe if I needed to.22 June 1863. We were on the march in. Like the spadix, it throbs ever so slowly in my grip.Inch by inch, the naturally lubed phallus slips deeper into me, filling me the way I’ve needed since I first smelled it. When it bumps into my cervix, I rise off of it until the cockhead is about to pop out of me, then I squat back onto it a bit faster. My core spasms as my pussy swallows it as deep as it’ll go. The length of it, its girth, the warmth of its skin, the way its fleshy phallus feels gliding against my tight flesh—it’s almost.