I asked if I could at least think about it. He yes but he could only give me a couple of days to get an answer.So all I could think about now was what...was I going to do? I really didn’t want to lose my thug. Fucking him was the best thing I ever felt in my life.It’s all I thought about. His dick. His dick inside me and how it changed me and how it made me feel. I knew I was going to do this, I just had to talk myself into it. I loved my thug, I loved his dick, and I knew I would do anything for. I was aware that I was thrusting away at her withstrokes more vigorous than usual, but time and sensation stopped. I was vaguely aware of somenoises she was making and only slightly more aware of her muscles clenching about me. Afteran unknown amount of time (but it could not have been very long at all), I spurted into herseveral times, and then collapsed on top of her. My heart was pounding fast and hard, and I wastaking very deep breaths. My breathing was not as labored, though, as if I had. Never force or coerce a child into doing something sexual, let them set the pace, not your desire. Never harm a child either physically or mentally. Don't play head games with them. Explain the facts and let them make the decision for themselves. If the child was not mature enough to make their own decision then they were too young.After the discussion we had earlier today and what Mary asked last night, I felt the kids were old enough to make their own decision as to what transpired. But they. Mary was now allowed to wear clothes and was a full fledged member of their group. She alternated bed partners every night. The men left occasionally for a few days, but the women were just as cruel to me when they were away. Ruby called me her lesbian lover and had me sleep with her during those times. I had to change my diaper frequently since my sphincter muscles were long since broken and I could not control my bowel movements. I had to wash my diapers and hang them out to dry. I still was.