?Oh, youpoor thing, she put you through the Machine!? Irma said. And yes, Fogg?s buttocks were covered once again in bright redwelts. Slave Fogg?s cur...y hair was quite gray now, and he was a tubbyfellow. Really, Irma might have left him by now, but she couldn?t leaveMistress Miranda? MistressMiranda, beautiful, cool and quite cruel, was the love of? Irma?s life, and there were obviousissues involving Miss Miranda leaving Slave Foggbehind. The elderlycouple, naked as jaybirds shuffled upstairs. Sometimes I would hide in an old steamer trunk in the attic and shove something I found into my ass at first I started out small but as my asshole began to stretch I found larger objects to stick up there one of my favorites was a candle I stole from the dining room it was tapered at the tip and slid in easily and I could stick it in deep and kind of swirl it around that was fun! Once I shoved a small ball up there and could not get it out tried as I might I was scared but said nothing and. "Her eyes.Bobby just looked into those eyes. He knew them. Had seen them his whole life. Yet...He wet his lips, turning away from her."I feel," he said, softly, "the same way that I did when I looked at Kevin the other day. When I took his hand for the first time since we were little kids, and had to do it to cross the street. It's like..." Like your stomach is in a knot, like you can't think, yet all you can think about is the person you love." Yeah." He looked back at her. Her eyes were. Come in off the road to rest and service the area. Lord knows the k** at the café wouldn’t know what to do with a stiff cock.” My eyes opened wide as I realized he was posting about the rest area I was in. While reading the article my “Dicksucking All-stars” video played through pulling me into a trance. A man three tables over cleared his throat loudly bringing me back from space. Apparently I had taken the neck of the soda bottle into my cheek and began to swirl my tongue around the bottle.