I could stick my ass out farther and plant my face on the wall so I could reach back and spread my cheeks allowing him greater access to my tunnel. He...grunted a bit as he pushed all the way in, deeper than before. He held it there while I squeezed and pushed and squeezed. I whispered "Give me that dick. Fuck my ass. Make me a little slut. I need your cock inside me." He started thrusting harder and harder, pounding my ass. "I want it. I need it. Fill me up with your hot jizz." The walls of the. To make a guy forget about sex!" he chuckled.Below them, on the ground, the Grizzly Bear had found Buzz' jeans. He slashed at them, furiously, cutting and ripping the garment with seeming lack of reason for so doing; finally, after several moments, the small pistol Buzz had put in the pocket of his jeans flew through the air to land several feet away. The huge animal lumbered over to it, picked it up in his mouth and melted into the underbrush.In the tree, Buzz and Joan watched with. The question is, what are we going to do about it? Are we going to make you an Alpha Sig, or should we just sit and watch TV the rest of the night?"Thomas took, what seemed to him at least, the longest time to answer that question. Then, he again looked up at Caroline, who was now standing next to the dresser."I don't even think the TV has cable."Hearing the answer she wanted, Caroline reached down and gave the small towel Around her a slight tug. In response, the cheap cloth finally gave way. “You agreed to be our little sex slave. Should a slave have any say in that matter?” My cheeks flushed. “N - no.” But strangers seeing me? I wasn’t sure if that wasn’t more than I could bear. Her head tilted a bit, and her lips wrapped around my right nipple. The sensation of her moist lips made it instantly stiffen, and I almost groaned in dismay when she let go of it. “You’re quite the sexual thing, you know. But now that I think about it, shouldn’t a plaything address her mistress properly?”.