Jake spit on his hand, gave his cock a few strokes ensuring it was lubed up before withdrawing the object from her ass. It was slightly thinner than h...s cock at its widest part, and not much longer than four inches. He tossed it on the bed before lining the head of his 7” cock at the entrance to her back door. As the head of his cock made contact with her skin, he could feel Katie push her hips backwards, as she pushed herself onto the head of his cock he could hear her squeal in a mix of pain. Naan aval cone ice sapiduvathai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthukonde irunthen.Aval vendum endre appadi sapuvathu pola unarnthen, pinbu avalai appozhuthe kathal seivathaga solinen.Aval ethum solamal veetirku sendru vital? Call pesum pozhuthu en kathalai naan unaku kanbika vendum mendum naam veliyil santhikalam endru solinen. Aval kandipaaga mudiyaathu enaku oru idea irukirathu nee iravu 12 maniku motai maadiku vanthu vitu naam angu santhikalam endru solinaal.Ithu thaan chance endru ninaithu aval. At the time of course, little of this was known to me. As a slave, I was told almost nothing of the important issues in the Empire, and even the small bits of news I did overhear in my duties didn’t concern me. In Rome, knowledge could be a very dangerous thing, especially for a slave with my particular gifts. So, one might wonder, what kind of gift could a mere slave possess that could possibly matter to anyone? The answer of course is sex. You see, I am a sex slave, a man bound and sold for. Sometimes, like last night, it was best described as good, hard ‘fucking’. Penny liked the way her sex life with Mark could switch so easily between the two extremes. Especially since it always seemed to be the right kind of sex at exactly the right time. The next day went in a series of Saturday chores, tidying the yard and gardening mainly. Mark and Penny both worked outside, chatting to each other as they progressed through the list of jobs needing to be done. Occasionally, Mark would walk.