There I picked up my tablet and downloaded the photos. I opened the first one and saw mom with David, at the table, with Jack apparently shooting. Nex... one had David with his hand on mom's shoulder. They were at some sort of bar. Next, mom was toasting, smiling. I saw that she was having fun. Her face was pink, eyes moist, smile across her face as if she was constantly laughing. Then I saw her dancing with David, and then a few dozens of the same. It was like a slideshow: his hands on her. I am thinking…just like a roller coaster ride…up and down…up and down…only this time, you don’t stop…you keep going and I warn you…"FUUUCCKKK BABY…I AM GOING TO CUUUUMMM!!!" You are not stopping…in fact your stroking becomes a little faster and your sucking increases dramatically…that is it…I fucking explode like a stick of dynamite, shooting load after load down your willing throat. I can't stop cumming and you keep up as fast as you can while swallowing every drop. I am shaking like I just. I’ve left Manchester now, though, and set up at a place I called the Raunch Ranch, outside Dallas.This week, it’s my turn to host the event and Mistress Ebony has requested that one of her new slaves – her newest, in fact – be the subject of the game. That’s fine by us, Ebony usually has some really lovely kinky sluts as slaves.The day of the fun and games dawned cloudless and hot, and Ebony arrived with her slave around 10am – we usually start playing around midday, but on her arrival she. Doesn’t want to do it?”“Well, that’s not an option; the captain wants the population built up now, before you boys get older and nuclear families start re-forming with husbands and wives. You can imagine, a husband wouldn’t necessarily want his wife to be going off to get poked by a random stranger every weekend.”“Does this mean I can’t have a girlfriend? Would that be disruptive?”“No,” Mrs. Blaylock said, smiling, “Project Seed is just for the short-term; eventually, boys and girls will go.