I don’t have a name. Some of my fellow cocks have names, like Zeus, Black Stallion, Big John, and Little Willy, to name a few. Little Willy doesn’... especially like his name. Sometimes, I wish Master had named me, but I am mostly okay with not having a name.When I am awake, I am often challenged. I delicately maneuver tight crevices, yet also find myself in some pretty massive caves. I prefer the tight crevices. Boy, do I prefer exploring the tight crevices! Their walls pushing and pulling. 00 sat afternoon, we were fucking long and hard thinking about all the fun we would have and by sat morning were as horny as fuck and couldn’t wait to get there.Simon texted us and said that Linda was friends with a couple from work and would we mind if they came over to?we text back saying as long as they were fit and horny the more the merrier,(and god when they turned up they were fucking sexy)She was about 5ft 8 (roughly as tall as Sam) about 30 and great tits with blonde hair and a very. Touching the soft fabric, she ran her fingertips along the dresses, shirts, skirts, and pants hanging along the wooden rod.One pale blue shirt caught her eye, the soft cotton flowing along her fingers as she pulled it out. Holding it against herself, she saw it would hang almost to her knees. She took it out and tossed it across the bed, then went through the drawers.Most of the drawers were empty, but in one Jason's sisters had left panties, socks, and undershirts from their younger days. They. I hope Lin got over me. She was really a nice girl. I could not understand her way of life though. I had it made considering the ass-hole I was."What are you thinking? You look preoccupied." She asked as I noticed her staring at me."I was thinking of Vietnam. Wondering what my buddies were doing." What was it like?" It wasn't that bad after you were there a while. We worked fourteen and sixteen hours a days, seven days a week."Tell me how you get wounded in the side." You mean how did I get my.