Ludmilla made sure that they worked the most miserable of slave labor and not to be fed as well as the other prisoners. She wanted them to die slowly ...n abject misery.Ludmilla lit another cigarette when she heard a male's voice come over the intercom from the house in the woods."When will you be here to give your report?" he sneered."When I am ready!" she shot back."I will not tolerate your insubordination," he growled."Fuck you!" she shot back, turning the intercom off.She got herself a glass. I broke away from both of their holds and made my way to the bed. I crawled to the middle as I looked back over my shoulder at the both of them. Who would be the first to move? Would Diogo assert himself? Would Pedro relent? At this point I didn’t care. I wanted to fuck. I turned over onto my back and waited as they both stared at my naked body, and I at theirs. They both made their way forward. It would be Diogo who would do what he does and direct us all. He motioned to Pedro to lay down. “Oh, my god, yes,” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that's good. That's so good. “See, honey,” her mother said. “You're doing great. Now... Once you've kissed it, it's time to suck it. Like this.”The girl pulled back as the mother leaned in and then she slid her lips around my cock. I gasped at the plumpness. The married woman formed a tight seal and suckled. Her tongue danced around my cock. I groaned as the pleasure rushed down my shaft. My balls tightened. This felt amazing. My chest rose and fell. I. To my momentary frustration the tongue stopped but that was replaced by something completely different, the feel of soft warm fur on my back and a pair of paws gripping my hips. I could feel the hot wet cock jabbing wildly, seeking my pussy and I whimpered out loud in frustration, so wanting to be taken. Then in a flash the dog found its mark and rammed home with all its strength forcing its cock deep into my body. It had been so long since I had felt a real cock inside me rather than the.