The man nodded “off course, off course.”Sammy looked open mouth thinking. “Do you think they’ll mate with who? What meee!!!”The old woman co...tinued the debate. “But they’ve only ever fucked pigs and goats maybe they’ll not want….”“Don’t be foolish woman!” The husband snapped; “you saw how they were with her when they carried her in. Practically drooling. They’ll do just fine. Then when the child is born…”“What the fuck!“ Sammy shouted in frustration. The conversation had just turned from. Then the female announcer came over the mic said now ladies get ready for tonight's star attraction please welcome to the stage Lemar and Dante. The music started to play and the women started to cheer, the lights went down low and then a figure entered onto the stage. The lights came slowly back up and stood in the centre of the stage was Lemar he was about 6ft tall and muscular he had strong arms and chest and was wearing a dark navy shirt and black trousers.Lemar began to dance and then. I always had to keep my eyes lowered to the floor when I was helping her dress. I would see her when she used my mouth as a toilet and when I shaved her, but that was the extent of it. Of course my wife made it painfully clear to me that she had absolutely no interest whatsoever in touching me anywhere. It had been six months since my little dick had felt anything but my own hand, but I felt grateful that I was still allowed to touch myself on occasion. As my wife ran her riding crop along my. Fortunately my teachers can no longer check our underwear. They definitely would not approve the tiny thong I wear. I just love to feel the thin material between my legs as I walk, gently massaging me where I love it massaged. I posed, turning this way and that. In my mind I was posing for a group of dirty old men pretending to be serious photographers. All trying to get into a position to get that ‘special’ photo of the most private part of my body. In my mind I could see the bulges in.