In no uncertain demeanor he just says" Like the taste of my wife? Well then taste me too. Why I felt compelled to reach out and touch instead of getti...g up from the chair I do not know, but I did just reach out and take ahold of his cock, wow, soft/hard/smooth/hot/and rigid, very rigid for a man I took to me my age(over 65), but here I am, exploring this new object, I pulled it a little closer and sort of licked the tip where it looked to be a bit wet. Mmm, taste pretty good so I opened my. The bandages on her butchered limbs had already been removed. Her scars would likely heal fast enough. A big pacifier was stuffed in her mouth and secured there through a thin strap behind her head, impossible for her to reach. Her hair had been separated into two pigtails by two big pink ribbons. Lastly, she appeared to be completely naked apart from a diaper with cute little bear pictures on it."What is it Lizzy? Does Lizzy want a hug?" she spoke as if the person in front of her was actually. I returned to the woman the one I called Broken heart. She cried on my shoulder as I stroked her auburn hair and whispered words of comfort that she so desperately needed. I would be with her for a few weeks, almost until Christmas. On that day all of us heavenly beings would be before our king celebrating the day of his birth. I took her to her home and lay her softly in her bed. Singing her to sleep with words of hope and love. As I left her home and headed for mine I felt him come up beside. I knew immediately what that meant so I began to make out with his asshole. He loved to hear me moan and make loud kissing and sucking sounds so I did that with false enthusiasm. Master knew how humiliating this was for me so he had me talk to his asshole as if it were my lovely wife and we were making out passionately.“I love kissing you” I said. “You taste so good, I love making out with you. I get so hot kissing you it’s making my little peepee twitch”. I said all of this as directed by.