“Dog slut..little bitch loves it..” Duke finished pumping cum into me, and his knot went down. He slid out of me and I lay there gasping and pa...ting. I’d just been raped by a dog and I was wet, craving more. I moaned on the ground and Mr. Miller laughed. “I knew you’d like it cunt.” Then he reached over and tore an ear of corn off it’s stalk. He handed it to me. “Shuck it slut.” I didn’t know why he’d want me to do that but I did. As I peeled the husk and silk away Mr. Miller shoved. ‘I had to enter your apartment today,’ she announced. ‘I thought that we had an emergency.’ ‘Really?’ James was surprised. ‘What kind of emergency?’ ‘I thought that I heard the water running in your apartment. I thought that it might overflow. I had to check it out.’ ‘Did I leave the water on?’ James queried. ‘No. Everything was alright—false alarm. Sorry.’ James shrugged and turned to move on. He was suspicious. He decided not to press the issue. He could have argued with her and won, but it. Most people brought their own partners, but all of us were provided to be used by any of the guests, although Charlotte and I would wear a special collar which meant that we could only be taken by women. Later that evening Pierre arrived with Andria. We all fell in love with her immediately, she was minute, less than five feet tall, beautiful olive skin and a slim body with minute breasts. Pierre’s trip had gone well and he was very cheerful, and after we had chatted and told him our news, he. When I came back I was even harder. The tent in my underwear was standing at eight inches. I came over to the couch and she sat up again so I could sit down. Again, I knew she was looking at my crotch. I sat down but this time I left the blanket off. She put her head back on my lap with my cock rubbing against the top of her head. She even made a point of wiggling around as if she were trying to get comfy. This gave her the chance to get her head up close to my cock with my balls right under.