Damn her naked body was so sexy. I looked and saw Mike, “Hey white boy, or girl I guess, ready to measure your little dick?” I walked over, the ...rowd of people started walking over circling around us. “Want to take it out of those panties.” Everyone giggled all looking in awe. I pulled my soft dick out, it was about 5 inches right now. “Are you fucking joking!!” Mike exclaimed.“Fuck you, its not hard yet,” I started to stroke it as it swelled to about 6/6.5 inches. Mike unbutton his. He was so excitedhe didn't notice the hot band around his wrist gradually fading to agentle warmth.Craig was having a quite different experience. He got up and instantlyfelt a bit off his game. His legs were wobbling slightly and his clotheshad an odd baggy feeling. He checked himself in the mirror and thoughthe looked a little different in a way he couldn't define. He just, well,looked a little smaller and softer somehow. His arms didn't seem to havetheir usual muscularity. The stubble. I’m like a rag doll in his hands, allowing him to do what he pleases. His thumb sneaks down to my clit and I can feel myself get even wetter. “Get up Linda, go on your hands and knees,” he tells me. I do as I’m told, put a pile of pillows under my stomach and he takes me from behind. He has full access to my back side, which he caresses gently and lowers his head to bath my skin with more hot wet kisses. His hands travel underneath to my stomach, spanning the distances of my hips. Reaching. ??So this is you?? he reasoned.?Yes, Master,? she said. Her smile was a little forced. ?I have had many. I sometimes feel tortured. Cursed.? She sighed away her troubled expression. ?I feel more at peace when I am on the receiving end of another’s pleasure. I feel?like I am with God.? She let her hand stroke his smooth face. ?And I would like one of his Sons to punish me, and fill me with his seeds.?They stared at one another for a few heartbeats. At the same time, both laughed. Rusty waved his.