..Patrick....please stop! Ohhhh God! It's too much! Oh Patrick, Please! Ohhh my God!” Mrs. Jennings started crying out loudly between her moans.... By the way she sounded and how loud she was if anyone heard us they would have thought I was murdering the poor woman.I stopped fucking her, thinking maybe I was hurting her. When I stopped, Mrs. Jennings lay there breathing hard and started thrusting her hips up into me."Why...Why did you stop...please don't stop!" She cried out."I thought I. Almost as abruptly, he pulled his fingers out of me. He picked up a rather large and menacing butt plug, and methodically twisted it up into my waiting ass hole. It disappeared in an instant, with only the base plate showing beyond my slippery ass cheeks. I felt full, yet excited. My uncle sat down in front of his rocket launcher, which he had placed in front of my outstretched body. I watched him intently, as he fiddled with the top of his steel creation. My eyes almost popped out, as he. The girl clears her throat. "Do you want to stick a claim on her?"My Mistress snorts in an amused way and twirls one of my nipples hard between her finger, while I stand before them petrified, fearful and with a dripping snatch. "I only want to stay here, I'm curious what the randy little thing lets you do with her."Shudders run over my back, I have seen this look on her face before. She has got some devious plans for me, plans that will be both painful and humiliating for me.The girl has. But girls such as Chloe aren't going to understand the consequences of your uniqueness nearly as well as Julia does. They're going to try to marry you, and they may not take kindly to being turned down. So everything you can do to reduce the emotional investments the girls put into their dreams of marrying you, the less of a backlash you'll get when they finally understand they're not going to achieve that dream. You don't look like you're following me, Mark. What's the matter?" I'm worried.