And always make sure that any other animals in the house get fed before the slaves, because, it’s only right that we wait for the more important pet... (giggle). We mainly eat slave chow, which consists of the meat rejected from the dog food companies. Our food is designed to encourage us to eat a balanced diet of cum and piss. Some of our richer owners spoil us with canned food, which is basically the dry food, in cum sauce. Most owners remind us that we aren’t worth spending any money on, which. You like R rated comedies and you'd eat pork chops and steak for the rest of your life if you could. You tell me how pretty I'm all the time, and don't complain about shit, even when I bitch like 10 times a day about different shit. So why not you?” I asked. I guess I flattered him.“So what are you saying is you wanna date me?” Brad asked. I could tell he was already sold, but I still broke out the big guns. No not those. “Would you do that for me?” I asked in a very sweet voice as I gave him. .this woman kept on shocking me. Then she quickly kissed me,changed and returned. When we returned my mum quickly asked what took us so long. Now I was horrified again as I realized we were gone for half an hour. I thought "now we get caught....after it just began...." Then, casually,Mrs.Cassie answers that I was just helping her clean the mess and help her put the dirty dress back in the car. My mother readily believed it and left with Mrs.Cassie. Just as I was about to turn and get myself a. I am not even joking about this, they were huge breasts or as she put them, “tig ol’ titties.” I’ll admit that I masturbated in my shower several times over what they looked like and how they would feel in my hands. I wrestled with trying to talk to her the whole year at the high school we both attended but I never summoned the courage to do so. It was the summer before I moved away to college that I finally talked to her.That summer, one day I went to the local water park with my brother. Who.