"Kevin, Hamilton tells me you are an orphan. What was it like growing up in an orphanage?"I decided that the only defense here was going to be smother...ng her in details, instead of keeping quiet. "Imagine living in a long, narrow room, with ten cots lined up against one wall. Beside each cot was a four-drawer dresser that contained everything – every single thing – that belonged to you. Then imagine that every time one of the other boys wanted what was in your dresser drawers, he just stole it,. I milked the enormous cock for about thirty seconds until it too was withdrawn. Hurriedly I moved on the other waiting cocks and with ten minutes and milked each of them dry. Each was removed and I found myself alone and cockless. I knelt there for a minute or two, breathing heavily, licking cum from my chin and wondering when the next cock would appear. I didn't have to wait long. Number two appeared again in all it's glory, hard once more and ready for action. As I moved over and took it in. I mean, Amy and I, see these girls moaning like crazy, some even doing what I must have looked like when it happened to me. We thought it was fake, just something to make the guys that are watching "Get Off" But, it is real, it is really, really real! If I never feel that again, I will remember it until I'm a 110 years old." Like I said, you MADE me yours, right then and there, Sir. It is one thing to say I'm yours, and do anything you say. It is completely something different to "KNOW" that. You come back and see us again real soon you hear.”“Yes ma-am.” Julie turned to Shiro-san. “Oh lady thank you! Yer’ve saved me life! ‘Onest you ‘ave!”“Your life is precious to me Hakuchou. Please kiss me and then you must go.” Julie bent to kiss the tiny Japanese lady and then stood back and bowed deeply.“Thank you Shiro-san fer all yer’ve done fer me.” Shiro-san bowed in return and Julie turned toward the bridge.“Hakuchou! You are forgetting something!”“Wh… what ma-am?” Shiro-san laughed and.