‘What’s so funny?’ I asked in an almost sarcastic tone. ‘You are,’ she answered with a sly smile. ‘I hope you are hungry. I made eggs, b...con, sausage,, baked beans, hash browns and toast for you this morning.’ ‘You’ll make me fat but I’m starved. Is it ready?’ she laughed ‘Yes darling. Why don’t you sit down and I will bring you a plate. Do you want any thing to put on it?’ ‘No thank you babe.’ she replied I served up our plates and brought them to the table. I handed her a plate, kissed. Thuy had said to Andrew on a few occasions, that she believed that a boy’s cock was already fully formed by the age of 15, and that was her fantasy toy boy. Andrew had arranged a pretty good substitute when they met the anonymous young man for a threesome at the hotel. But Jacque was quite a bit younger than that. His circumcised head was beautifully well defined – it looked sooooo suckable.The boy finally rinsed off the soap and stood next to the bath, his cock about three quarters erect,. After maybe three plunges by him he took his arms out of the slings, took hold of her hips with his hands and began pounding into her. Her hair hung down and it was moving all over the place as he fucked her.She went nuts and expressed it as well, "Oh fuck baby, give it to me, I need it, I need it so bad, your cock is so fucking big, Oh my God, it is so fucking big, I love it, give me your seed big boy, more, more!"She reached back and put her hands on top of his hands, it hit her that she had. "Excellent," he said, pulling up his trousers. "Have another brandy, it's the best cure I know for a hangover. If you're sitting comfortably, then I'll begin."Clegg started with a question. "How much do you know about slavery today?"It was a bizarre question as a continuation of a bizarre encounter but I responded as best I could. "Err, not much. I guess these days I mainly associate it with eastern block countries, trafficking women into the west, women kept in prostitution by drugs or threats.