..her tits were fucking huge.my dick...went like rock....mom said...carry on...as see did...her tits were trying there best to escape from,the jail of...her bra....fuck...l wanted to help them out....l had a bulge in my trousers...that had not gone un-noticed from mom.like what you see...paul...she said....l do,very much....sis..was really going for it...putting on a good show.her skirt had ridden up to her ass....showing all her knickers,that were ringing wet...from...sweat and pussy juice.as me. Just think of it as practice. You'll be in this same position thousands of times inyour life. You might as well get used to it." I guess." I said, pulling my shorts on. Reaching for my shoes, I began putting them on. "TreFual, sometimes this sucks."He snorted and said " Kid, you have no idea. The best thing you can do is to savor each moment of the good times. Now, get out of here. I gotta run to the office and take care of some paperwork." TreFual seemed to think for a moment. "I think I'll. ...they had displeased their Mistresses.Julia must have noticed my realisation"That's right Candy...it's not a threat."I was led back to my stall and after the bridal and bit were removedJulia removed my rosette pinning it to the stall door, she then putiodine on my throbbing nipple. I was allowed to eat and drink. When Iwas finished I was allowed to lay down on a fresh pile of hay, thoughtsof tomorrow's tortures entering my head as I drifted off to sleep. I wasrudely awakened during the night. They were both doing great in the DC area, and both very happy with their jobs - she at the State Department, and he as a lecturer at Georgetown.Around 11:20pm I found Al and asked him to come to my study so we could talk.“What’s up?” he asked.“I have a question for you about a friend. And yes, this really IS about a friend.”He chuckled, “OK. It’s about a friend. What’s the issue?”“If someone has HIV, and is on AZT, but has no symptoms, what’s the prognosis?”He gave me a hard look, “Are you.