"She looked very scared. Ted looked grim. He just didn't have a sunny, smiling visage at any time. It didn't mean he wasn't a kind, compassionate guy....It just didn't appear that way from his face and voice. She finally gave a mental shake that was a bit visible and began to speak. "I am Michelle Richton. My parents and brother survived the Day and I was thirteen years old. We lived in Denver. Dad kept us inside during the worst of the time after the Day. My mom was a nurse and was at the. He nodded to himself reassuringly and emptied the bottle of alcohol down the washing basin's drain. He filled it with water from the faucet and went back into the room. He laid himself down on the bed, popped a mouthful of pills and then poured some water in his mouth. He felt the pills sizzle and froth. He threw the oil lamp on the floor and put the knife under his buttocks. He closed his eyes and started thrashing about, making sure he made as much noise as possible.He then started counting. When I cum, I cum hard! But my cock will stay about 90% hard and get fully hard quick. I reach up, lightly teasing my lady's nipples as I cup her big titties, I love feeling the weight of them in my hands. She is rolling her hips up, slowly fucking my cock. She moans out, yes, I can feel your cock getting harder. A few more rolls of her hips and she rolls down, taking my cock deep and starts moaning, I can feel the head of your cock pulsing. I feel her legs starting to shaking as she rolls her. But I don’t mind too much," she added. "It alright when the master is in a good mood and treats her right."Chapter 14. Breast competition"What are these for?" Margaret knew she shouldn’t have asked but curiosity got the better of her. The Indian cane roll was open and she held and turned the larger object of her interest in her hand. "Have a guess." Margaret shook her head puzzled. The two slightly curved flattened wood bars about eighteen inches long were joined at one end by three stout chain.