You respond with more power and speed as you soon have me built up to explode again. You must have felt that I was close because you stop and pull out...completely leaving me writhing and unbearably close. You push my knees to my chest rolling me into a ball. I then feel your now lube covered fingers playing with my other hole. I expect you to push them inside before you fill my ass, but you just keep teasing adding to my squirming. I’m so intently paying attention to your fingers that I didn’t. Even being twenty, I was still living with my parents before things had gone topsy-turvy. Angela, the lead enforcer assigned to my case, had come to our house and given me orders to pack everything I could into a small box. I had only filled it about half way before she came in telling me my time was up. I still haven’t spoken with my parents since then.All married couples were given to a futa as house slaves, men were fuck toys and women were baby-makers. Mom had me at a young age, so she was. She appeared very sweet and humble in spite of the body like a sex bomb! She had the video on but she did not show her face. But the hot sex chat we had made me want her more. We did a private chat which went something like this –Me: Hi, Riya.Riya: Hi, darling.Me: Can I ask you something?Riya: Sure.Me: Is Riya your real name?Riya: Does it matter?Me: No. But I wanted to know your real name.Riya: Honey, you can call me by any name you like. I will still respond to you. ;)I liked the way she. During the balance of the meal Jeremy was nothing but genial. The conversation was lively and filled with stories of Jeremy and Alice's travels. It seemed they had indeed lived all over the world.Alice got the next round of beer and served us just I had done earlier. I was struck by the thought that maybe Jeremy had a low regard for women, but it didn't seem to be malicious. It was more like maybe he developed it from some of the cultures he had been exposed to when he was young."Here is to.