“I hear ya. Still looking for mine too. Been going to the farm every day to get my fix.” She released one side of Christopher's head before reachi...g up and giving his pony tail a tug. “More suction, bitch boy!”“Right? The farm is great, but there's never enough slaves. I wish they would just keep the new recruits there all the time, but I guess that's not practical.”“Oh well. At least we have more options, now. This is great!”*SMACK*The second nun gave his ass a loud spank and redoubled her. I started right back at chapter one and told them everything. Having confided to Laura when we first met, it wasn’t news to her exactly, but at the time I had told her the facts, what I have not done was graphically explain the emotions and resultant orgasms in graphic detail, now I didn’t need to, Mirella had done that already.What was news to Mirella was that the pseudo stallion wasn’t the endgame, just a stepping stone towards being a belly rider, I missed the words she muttered under her. We both went into the room and started browsing the secret folder again. I again asked him if he knew what kind of porn he liked. He answered, saying he liked all of it, which made me burst into laughter again. He slowly told me that he liked watching aunties with big boobs rather than younger girls with small boobs.He liked it even more when they were getting fucked by two or three guys. Or a younger guy getting fucked by two or three aunties. I smile to myself, thinking that he is just like. She was fourteen now. Some of her schoolmates were sexually active, I learned. I knew Reese had had "the talk" with her, but I thought I had better think about what I wanted to say as well.Matt was seventeen, driving the Focus to school and to his part-time job on the weekends. He was a supermarket box-boy and, while it wasn't anywhere near as interesting as his summer job, nor did it pay as well, he was happy to have the cash he earned. He had to keep the car in gas, have money for his dates.