I finally caught up to her sitting under the big cottonwood tree next to the pond. Tears were streaming down her face and she wouldn’t look at me.�...Becky, honey, are you okay?”Through her sobbing she muttered “I don’t know”.Finally, she turned and looked at me, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Am I just a fuck toy for you; someone you keep around as a cum dump while jabbing your fuck stick in anyone that will lie still?”“You can’t believe that Becky. All I’ve ever wanted is you. If you are the. .. even if she wanted to be abused.It was a conundrum, I can tell you, but it at least prevented me from doing anything crude - like getting a quick blow job out of her, mauling her tits for the hell of it - so instead I got her to sit on my lap, which I could tell she liked, felt comfortable with, and stroked her hair and, well, yes, OK, her breasts for a while. Or, actually, until she fell asleep with her head on my shoulder. I let her rest where she was, knowing she had every right to be. He still didn’t understand why Ricky had simply accepted him as being trustworthy. He knew that he would never break a confidence that Ricky bestowed on him. He had never done it to the madman, so why would he do it the man who had rescued him?He knocked gently on the door. “Master, mistress, I have some food ready for you.”“Thank you, Ronan, we won’t be long,’ mumbled Ricky.Ronan grinned and hurried to make sure he had the table set properly. He was a little disappointed that they didn’t dress. After about 5 minutes of sucking, I decided to take his cock inside me. He was too lazy so we did it in the missionary position. Shalini was kissing him on his lips making him suck her boobs. After about 6 minutes of riding, he told me that he was about to cum. We removed his condom and took the cum in our mouths.After that he got dressed and threw an other bundle of cash at us. Just as we were wearing our underwear he said, “nice job bitches, I will offer you 4 lakhs each, if you do me an.