Aur main bike par ye sochte sochte hi jhaad gyi.Iske bad mujhe wo ek room par le gya aur mere kapde utaree. Aur . Mere boobs ko buri tarike se dabene ...ga kaatne lga. . Aur meri chut me ugli krne lga.Phir cream lga kar . Usne dheere se land meri chut me daal diyaMujhe thoda dard hua kyuki ek to main bht garam thi aur upr se main prepair thi kyu ki mujhe pta tha ki first time dard hota hain kuch time ke liye. 15 min m normal ho gyi phir usne apne speed bda di. Aur meri chudaii shuru ho gyi.Chodte. “Please” she knew how desperate she sounded but she didn’t care, long ago coming to terms with being Noon's bitch. Living to get bred on his knot, to be used whenever Noon wanted to. Bending over and presenting whenever Noon nudged at her thighs or ass no matter where in the house they might be, going without clothes so there was never any delay. Falling asleep in Noon's kennel and sometimes waking up when Noon's cock breached any of her three holes, moans sleep slurred and joined by the. Greg stirred “I am hungry. Let’s order pizza and then we should talk?” “Talk. I wonder about what” I wondered but didn’t say anything. We had a shower and ordered home delivery. Dinner over Greg sat me down. “We are good together, yes?” he asked. I nodded. “And you love Randle and me?” he went on. I agreed. “Why don’t you move in with us? Let me say that differently. I want you with me here all the time”. I looked at Greg and smiled. “Are you sure honey” I asked but probably knew the answer.. She took care of him and healed his wounds, but Lucas still remembers the disappointment in her eyes. She never scolded him, or called him weak, but it was obvious she was disappointed in him.In more ways than one, that day was traumatic.But what caught his attention this time was not the story behind the scar, but the very existence of it.Pulling his shirt off his body, he looked down at his lean but muscular body and saw many scars all over him.These scars never bothered him. The only scar on.