Haath ko chumte chumte me uske underarms tak pahoch gaya. Waha halki si kiss karne par usse aaaahhaaa nikal gaya. Me samaj gaya ki ye uska hot point h.... Waha par mene kiss kiya suck kiya.. Wo machalne lagi.. Mere sir k baal pakad ke khichte hue mera sir uski armpits par press karne lagi or aaahhaaa… Karne lagi.Hamne fir se liplock ho gaye.Underarms uske liye first tym tha. Usko mazaa aaya.Baad me mene uske gale pe lick krte hue uske kaan pe jibh chalaayi. Wo uuuhh krne lagi.Aadmio ko aurat ko. "Well slut?"I nodded."Now you little sissy faggot, it is my turn to have you," sneered MasterSteve.He didnt even bother with the lube; he just forced his hard cock deepinto my sissy clit and started to pound away at my already sore andabused sissy hole.As he started to take me, I started to join in with him too, I could notexplain why; just what seemed natural to me.As he continued to fuck my sissy hole Master David started to speak."Now Devina, you have made such a good little sissy whore, and. " I didn't tell her that Assad didn't have a clue about the extent of my abilities and instead smiled at her. "So, what are you packing?" "My armour, food and water for both, my rifle, side-arm, ammo, bombs, grenades, a missile launcher, five missiles, two knives, a portable scanner I made based on my best understanding of my sensors, climbing harnesses, rope and a bunch of other stuff." "Damn! Are you sure that's enough weapons?" "I certainly hope so." . Of course, the plan. No matter how much she hated what had happened between Jack and David, which would not stop the ‘special’ plan. All day she had thought about it. It was supposed to be a spiritual thing. Far from the festive spiritual. More of a dark spiritual thing. A defiance of all that was normal. It was another of his promises, a special treat like an unopened present she was about to open and experience. The clock chimed twelve times. On the last chime they both looked at the old.