It wasn’t anything intense, just lots of soft, sweet kisses with a few deeper French kisses mixed in. She broke the last kiss and asked if I wanted ...o take a walk. I took her hand, and we left the house.We walked around Hovås, she showed me where her school was and we walked to the beach, and walked along it. We talked about her friends, her family, and her annoying, as she had put it, little brother. I laughed and agreed with her that little brothers were annoying. I did point out that I got. As we came I pushed in as deep as possible (in the story's I told without condom because that was hornier, but said in the real thing we could use it. But we didn't). So I squirted my sperm deep inside of her belly. She loved it that way feeling my hot cum fill her even more. (especially I think because she later told me that my cock filled her pussy very nicely, even stretching her to her limit) We just laid there after the orgasm, my cock stayed rock hard and still deeply inside of her pussy.. I could tell rick and john were affraid yet john spoke up anyway. " listen bitch i aint no slave to any body ". the girls promply surrounded them and knocked them to the bed . they tied up there arms and held them down . they gaged them and we dragged them to the car . the next thing i know were at home and we've dragged them kicking and sceaming down to the basement. there are all kinds of tables there for extracting fluids out of young slaves , male or female.its so cool to see a. . and ... I don’t know what to do!”“What do they say?” she asked on impulse.“They dragged me into this in the first place!” he moaned. “They got curious ... said I was the only boy they could ask to see, and then to touch and then the next thing I knew they were...” He stopped, flushing.“Was that why Bernadette asked me about blow jobs?” asked Flossie, her heart thundering in her chest.“Yes,” he said miserably.“She’s done that to you?”“Yes,” he moaned.“And you liked it.” she stated.He finally.