“Is that so? It’s nice… isn’t it?” Sharon asked lightheartedly. “Yeah Mom, I’ve just… seen pictures before…...” Misty said shyly. ...he looked a little confused. “I wonder, does Devan’s… aaahh, does it look like Dad’s?” she whispered very low.Sharon laughed, “Ooohh…. that’s so Nasty. Well, your Dad’s was bigger and thicker…. but Devan’s is young… his will grow more.”-------------------------------------It was beyond weird, but as they talked, they felt so comfortable, so loving with each other.. It took a few swats with the crop to get him to cooperate, but soon even his genitals and ass were squeaky clean.Finally finished, he was marched down the long hallway to the same room he met Ali in a few days prior. Again he was forced to kneel and wait for the 'master' to arrive. After the Kabila left, Ali (Alex reminded himself to call the man Sahib - John had carefully explained the terrible results if a slave called him Ali) told Alex to stand and follow him. He was led into a room where. With me in the house I wasn’t worried about her running off, so I relaxed for the first time in Donna’s home. I realised that it was also the first time I’d been invited to sit. I noticed that Donna sat as far from me as was possible.‘I thought I should thank you,’ she started, ‘not many around here stick up for me. Most think like Mrs. Hawkins though they aren’t usually as outspoken.’‘Donna, I admire you tremendously,’ I said and could immediately see her shock. ‘You did what you had to do to. Each of the 9 guys emptied at least 2 loads into my gaping asshole at this point.Bob, after 40mins of my asshole being used over and over again, grunted loudly and came deep inside my pussy. I climbed off of him barely able to stand. Bill picked me and carried me into the bathroom and had me sit on the toilet, he told me to push out the cum. I started to and after 5mins of pushing out the cum, he started the shower and sat me in it. He washed up my asshole and pussy. He dried me off and carried.