“No, no,” the man whimpered as he scrambled to his feet and took flight before Stix could touch him.Stix shook her head. “Boy, come here.” Rel...ctantly and with much fear, the boy got to his feet. He did not run, however. He stood tall as he faced Stix who towered over him. Stix looked down on him, “What is your name?”“Stan, my Lady,” he replied with resolve to accept his punishment.“If I give you coin for food, he will just find you and take it from you won’t he?” Stan nodded, as did several of. They both seem really friendly and nice. When the weather’s nasty I usually give them a ride home. In fact I’m supposed to go over there this afternoon. Want to come along?” “Mom, I’d die first! I don’t know if she even wants to see me again or not. What would I say to her? What would we talk about? She would probably laugh at me and tell me to get lost. Besides that’s not the way it’s done now.” “Teenagers,” mom groaned rolling her eyes up towards the ceiling. “You seem to have more. Cindy was a hot white girl and I liked fucking her a lot.Then one day she told me about this thing she liked to do. Apparently before she knew me she'd go down to skid row from time to time to find a drunk bum and fuck him, even if he was passed out. She said that she liked the feeling it gave her to rape these helpless men, knowing that they couldn't stop her from using them made her orgasms more intense.To my amazement as she told me about this sick thing my dick got hard and I imagined this. ”I smiled as I sat down beside my wife, my futa-dick throbbing.“Perhaps we should be going,” said Rizwana. “Your new wife is awake, Wahida. I am sure you two have much... to discuss.”“To get to know each other?” I asked, grinning at them. “We did plenty of that last time, didn't we, my love?”Wahida's dusky cheeks darkened. She quickly sipped her tea, squirming.I left, wicked and wild. “She was more virginal than I was last night.”“Did you and her really...?” asked Fahima. She leaned in, her.