I could not help but moan and groan as he continued this action with expertise. Larry's penis was long and slender with a extended head, that he woul... pull out past the head ring of his penis and still have half of it in my bottom. About thirty minutes later Larry stuck the poppers under my nose again, I took a long snort of what was offered. Again I became so horny that I could not help my self. I reached up and took hold of his shoulders and worked my bottom to him as best as possible. . That fateful day, Pierre could recall about 200 or so boys were cut that day.As for their balls, they were all being dumped in tons and tons of buckets. Pierre prayed that this had all been one bad dream. But everyday he had been praying the same thing and it turns out that he really was living his nightmare and that his life as a slave was a reality.Pierre dreaded looking at all the boys and men that had been castrated. Where their balls had been, as far as his blue eyes could see, . Her body responded quickly after her ordeal."Oh that's good! Keep doing that! Yes Father! Yes!"Big Dick pressed his stiff hard prick against Tiffany's moving hips, causing a wonderful sensation up and down his shaft. A normal man, watching himself finger fuck such a delectable teen, would have to worry about shooting his load. But the priest was not a normal man. He was a master of control and he realized that this was only the start of his afternoon of delight."Oh Father! Oh Father! I'm going. "Ooooh that's it baby, that's it," he said sexily as he humped my throat.My face and throat was being used as a fuck-toy again, and it was my favorite position to be in. All I could do, pinned down as I was, was tighten, and lick what I could, as his cock was pleasuring itself deep in my throat. He moaned. And I moaned. I was in so much heaven, as hearing the sloppy sucking sounds of his cock going in and out. I started moaning in rhythm with his pumping, and extending my neck backward and up.