"How nice it was," he thought to himself, "that desire had stayed alive over the years." There was a tear in the corner of John's eye. He wiped it awa..., ashamed.He forced his thoughts back to her, rechecking the serenity of her countenance, the beauty of her soft breasts. The nipples were not soft. As her breasts heaved up and down with the movement of her breathing, the nipples stood up like little soldiers at attention. John bent his head down and to attend to them. After all these years he. A few of the couples I decided were probably rich men accompanied by their favorite pleasure-slave, perhaps also looking for another to join in the night-time activities.There were also a few women sitting alone in their booths. I guessed they were either lesbian or bi-sexual, looking for a stunning female to add to their collection. Of course, they could have just come very early to see what us guys were up to before the male pleasure-slave auction started immediately afterward. I had never. ' 'I need your cum!' Laurel said, fucking him back harder, feeling his cock spread and fill her up like her husband had never be able to do.'You'll get it you little married slut. Right in your fertile married pussy. All my potent virile sperm deep up inside you.' Marcus pulled Laurel ‘s head back harder with his right hand and gripped her hip. 'Next time I want you cum to me begging with a big belly swollen with my baby growing in your, understand that bitch?.' 'Yes sir! Anything! Give me your. I was weak, exhausted andspent. She announced, "Now you are a woman Carla." She pointed tothe semen on the floor and ordered, "Clean that up before itstains the carpet." I got up on wobbly knees and got a Kleenexfrom the night stand and wiped it up. Mary stood up, unstrappedthe dildo and got in bed. "Goodnight sissy, see you in themorning." she said, dismissing me. I curtsied and left for my ownroom. My ass hurt, my nipples throbbed and I felt totally used. Icried myself to sleep.The next.