The fact that I had managed to impregnate both the females who had been with us some month’s back was also not lost on me. I knew that now the dema...d for my sperm would rise and that my life with my Mistresses was secure. In my newfound state of sperm production, I felt confident that I could handle almost any demand placed on my balls by these sperm-hungry women."Well, little spermer, when did you get to impregnate Grace?" My aunt was massaging my balls and in so doing was caressing. ”“I never rode a train before, I reckon there’s a lot of things I never done ‘til I met you. I always wondered what it’d be like to ride on one.”They saddled up and headed north, Tom knew from the railroad maps he still had in his saddlebags they’d come to the railroad soon if they kept riding. Late in the afternoon, they saw a big windmill in the distance and rode toward it.They had come upon a water station for the train. There was a water tank there with the windmill and there was a side. I open my eyes to see a woman standing right in front of me. “Noah,” she repeats in the same tone. I feel the small rocks under my hairless arms poke into my skin. I sit up and look around. I look ahead to see there is no end to this cave I am in. I am trapped by a grey circular wall that seals me in, making sure I don’t escape. “Hello?!” the woman repeats in an irritated tone. I look at her. Her eyes are yellow and her black hair is in. My screams compete with Tori and the strap, and once again, when I am sure I cannot stand another, he stops. Across the room again he goes, as I softly weep into the feathery pillow, the heat between my legs almost as great as my welted bottom. He returns and again stands over me, but rather than fire, this time his hands deliver ice as he squeezes the cream out onto my right nape. He again massages my cheek, this time delivering the cool cream over the raised ridges of the strap marks. The.