I snuggled against her bosom and told her that I wanted to very much if Miss Donna approved. As I looked over I saw that several of the guests were lo...king into the den now, some trying not to be obvious. But apparently Susan wasn't worried about being bold as she strolled purposely into the room, "Now, that sounded good...move over Tex , I'm next...." I noticed that there was an ever-growing pool of seminal fluid forming below my caged manhood on the floor as Susan unceremoniously. I never wore underpants under them. My 'package' pushed the soft rayon out noticeably and showed flopping movement when I walked.It was still the hottest part of summer so I usually didn't wear a shirt either. I had done a lot of weights in the Army. I had good arms, shoulders, and a chiseled torso. I felt armed and dangerous. I took to lounging around the kitchen or TV room dressed like that. It worked. I noticed her looking at me a lot from the corners of my eyes when she thought I wouldn't. My nipples are always sore from her rough sucking and biting. I cum from prostate messages daily, I yearn for her to penetrate me. She is the love of my life.One Saturday she wakes me up and tells me this weekend I will become a real whore, I don't know what it means but am intrigued. I get up to get a coffee naked of course, as I'm not allowed to wear male clothes. After a few smokes and caffeine. I head to the bathroom to get cleaned out. And shower. She lays out my clothes for the day while. ‘Excuse me, Mistress, but I thought it best to inform you of the latest happenings at our war-camp. Rookbane sends fresh news,’ he said. ‘Ah Rookbane, my delightfully condescending adviser. Pray-tell, what news does his overly ambitious and persistently covetous self have to impart?’ Aeva replied cynically. ‘He has followed your orders to the letter, Mistress, and fortified the camp with newly erected walls. Several magi aided in its construction, and they are well-equipped to withstand any.