“No baby, Of course I don’t mind. But I still don’t know how you’ll fit that thing inside me!” She motioned to my bulging loincloth with her...eyes and I smiled at her warmly. “Well, we’ll just fix that up right now, won’t we?” I said, and I focused on her anatomy. Now, it had taken me a couple of tries at first, and several women had been left with a bruised uterus or an inability to walk for a month or two, but I had perfected a way to make anything fit inside my lovers. I reached inside of her. Darla told the slave to stay still as she let him out of the bindings. She showed him a mattress and ordered him to bring it to the middle of the room. She handed him linens to cover the mattress and he was forced to make the bed that these women would continue to torture him in! After he finished placing the mattress cover over the mattress, he added the sheets and he was made to lay down on it and stroke himself back to hard, fat and long!When the slave had finished stroking himself hard. If you're sponsor-class, we'll be offering you an extensive selection of concubines in orbit. If you're not, you can expect to BE in that extensive selection. What we would LIKE to do is maintain the current family groups as much as possible -- but this presents issues in the case of non-sponsor-class males. We're going to have a glut of you -- and if we can't find a sponsor to accept you, we're going to try to offer you a place to live and work to do and limited citizenship -- but your family. "You're so tight and hot," Sam said, "I might not last long." "It's OK," I replied, "I won't be long," and I frigged my clit for all I was worth as Sam's cock moved in and out of my ass and then the muscle tightened around him as I started to come and I felt his cock twitch in response as he unloaded into me.I needed to pee after that, and while I was in the bathroom my husband phoned for some takeout to be delivered. I'd just finished wiping myself when Sam walked into the bathroom. "I need to.