I kind of saw "all", but nothing.It really did not happen much for a while. And I noticed a mosquito sitting on one of your bums...That will itch, I t...ought. Not that I was bored, but details caught my attention. Hand-marks on your bums. Your glistening croch and ass, butter seemed to be a good lube.The older one moved up behind you, so now I basically saw nothing.Which hole do you want me to fuck, slut?You made some mumbling sounds......The young one laughed...Not easy to talk with a real mans. Robert told Nancy to give them their choice in condos if possible. As they had all returned, Robert asked them if they could live with those accommodations. Mary Babbitt said that she may never want to leave here if she could live in that condo, which brought agreement from the wives. Robert asked who was going to draw first, and the crew looked around when Rod Jones said that their leader Mac Roderick should go first, the crew all cheered. Janell went to the box and tuck her arm in as Robert. Great, time for a handy man, but that’s another story) He kept pulling his cock out, and then plunging back in. I could feel my ass getting wet, but it wasn’t the shower water or his seed. He was still racing in and out of me. I could feel my legs shake, and I had to keep breathing, to keep from passing out. As he stabbed into me for the last time, he pulled my long hair back, causing a sheer pain to run down my neck. He bucked over and over, and finally groaned. Take that you Friggin. That was just weird. The pair headed downstairs to the kitchen, where Slade left Drake to go chat with Cody, Aubrey, and the other personal slaves. They group muttered among them, and Drake thought about joining them. Remembering Slade’s comment that Drake could replace one of them, Drake figured the group would probably be hostile if he approached. Drake ate his lunch quickly, glancing over at Slade the whole time he did so. He figured there was more to the lesson, but the other man ignored.