The fact that I have had no illnesses beyond the occasional cold led me to believe that I had time and good genes on my side. Well, guess what, I was ...rong about all of those things. I decided one day, about two years ago, to eschew the Nazarite vow that I made as a child (fodder for another essay I suppose) and have a child myself. I have written about broken vows in this forum already so I won’t linger on this, but suffice to say that things have not gone as planned. My IVF failed. In truth,. We were in the same age range and got on as k**s so four weeks in the sun was a godsend, after the long Swedish winters. We lived in a villa and the beach out front was nudity permitted. It was on that beach I could see first hand what men looked like, in various stages from flacid to fully erect, these images for both off us were powerful, as they awakened desires and kick-started the process of turning girls into women. We were at an age of knowing right from wrong and giggles were masking. I will keep fucking you as long as it takes for you to come.’ As Megan had ordered me, I reached a hand back and found the small hard nub of my swollen clit. I had some vague notion that I could time my fingering to coordinate with Megan’s thrusting, but all I wanted was to come as quickly as possible. Taking two fingers to my clit I began to rub frantically, begging Megan not to stop fucking me as I frigged myself. My hair was matted and damp, and I felt a trickle of sweat on my back. I was. His nipples were heading to get swollen forever due to the clamps which was a good sign of his slavery.After waking Tushar up I led him to the toilet to get his distilled beer from my pussy. He sipped all of it willingly and I left for my workout. I worked out tirelessly these days to grow my thighs and waist bigger than my slave. He offered me a clean up of my sweat and took my urine and fart as well. Later that evening we had an invitation of a marriage function, both of us were invited so I.