" He growled calmly.I could barely breath yet I obeyed. He pressed against me, his chest to my back, and he drew his fingernails across my skin, over ...he scar on my breast that was still so raw from the branding. I was his property. His slave to use as he saw fit. He caressed his way to my collar bone and closed his hand on my throat squeezing to hard that lights exploded across my eyes. Each inhale was more difficult and he squeezed tighter."Cum!" he yelled into my ear.My body convulsed and I. “Let me get my lips around that big cock of yours sweety!” I told him as I slid underneath him and began licking the tip of his engorged cock.He really does cum an awful lot. Thin precum to start with, but when he is knotted with me his jizz is definitely thicker and far more fucking delicious than I thought it would be, but in this position he was shooting his thin, salty cum all over my face and my tits.I continued the licking of his shaft and his tip, letting him spray his sticky load all. After his shower, he gets out, and drying himself off he realizes he must still be in shock about it, as it is not bothering him much to dry under his breasts. Looking around though he remembers he has no clothing that will fit him. As a cool breeze blows past him, he turns and finds the bathroom window open, and sitting below it a pair of somewhat elastic jeans, a pair of panties, a pair of simple shoes, a pony-tail holder, and a note. Opening the note up, he reads:My dearest Trinn, I trust. His pace had slowed to a medium speed, but machine-like. Like a metronome. It seemed like she was quietly weeping, but I wasn't certain.And then, I heard Bill for the first time."Stacy, I'm gonna cum. What should..."Stacy cut him off before he even finished his sentence."Cum inside me. Cum inside me. Please, Bill. I want you to cum inside me."It was no more than five seconds after she said that when Bill's body suddenly stiffened up and began heaving as he lay on top of her. It seemed like.