He was tired and felt the need for sleep.Erin was not tired in the least. She stood up on the bed they wore out as they had fucked until the motor of ...he vibrator burned out. "How this for a part of my act?" she leaped on the other bed standing over him."Oh little Buttercup, sweet little Buttercup," she belted it out as loud as she could singing the tune perfectly but making up the words. "Little Buttercup has no man to love and no man loves Little Buttercup. Little Buttercup has this," she put. I know I speak for everybody here we will never leave him. We are all going to give him children, us four after we get out of college. He has probably twenty children being born this year maybe more. It is hard to keep track. Master, How many slaves do you have? Abigail says. What is the latest count Becky, seventy? Ben says. That sounds about right, give or take a couple Becky tells him. Tiffani comes in and kisses Ben and Becky good morning. Good Morning, Mom Ben says. Tiffani shoots him a. I sat down to take it easy.About 20 minutes later my dad appeared. "The ladies have kidnapped your grandson," I told him."Not unexpected," he responded. "Is he OK?" Seems to be fine. Travels well. Six teeth now. And you?" Getting older — but the alternative isn't wonderful." Right." How'd the wedding go?" They're married. By now they're most likely in Broken Hill. Maybe Wilcannia." What was their plan?" Drive around for a few weeks, look at the smaller places between — oh — Newcastle and. I almost gagged when it touched the back of my throat, but I could hear this man groan and I just wanted it to stay back there. I wanted to pump it till his load flooded my mouth. I wanted him to empty his big hairy balls all over my tongue and I wanted to swallow his sperm. His cock was so far down my throat that I could feel his pubic hair, of which he had a lot, tickle my nose. God this felt good!I tucked my fingers into the waistband of his jeans and pulled them down to the floor. I wrapped.