Please." "Please, what, slave?" "Please make my asshole big, please fill it up, master." "That's right, I am your master. I own you. I can shove anyth...ng inside of you. If I want to, I can fuck you on the street." "Sounds good, sir." "That sounds good to you, slave? You know, this isn't something that will "just be over soon", no, no. I own you. You are my PROPERTY. If I want to I can lock you in a dungeon with a vibrator and make you cum for days. If I want to I can invite twenty of my closest. Patricia swiftly handed the tray over to Patrick and turned on her Son and they fell to the floor and wrestled and Billy was trying his hardest to rip every piece of clothing off of his Mother’s body and in a few minutes he had succeeded and Patricia was suddenly stark naked on the floor, with Billy spreading her legs apart so I could get a clear view of her black pubic haired vagina.It was suddenly no secret that I had an erection in my jeans as the bulge was clearly noticeable and Billy dared. Certainly not the classical image of a sorority girl. She did not have blond hair, gleaming white teeth, and huge breasts. Instead, she sported blotchy skin, mismatched breasts, and a narrow face. And he still found her attractive.During the past few days he and Lisa along with Pledge 3, had been investigating the sorority. They had grown close in that period. Brandon learned to look past her physical features and enjoy being with the girl for reasons other than looks. Lisa was reliable, had an. It was like I was in a trance, and her pretty puckered anus was my only focus. I let my lips part and my tongue slipped out to moisten them to a glistening sheen. My imagination swirled, wondering what it would feel like to press my lips against a pretty girl’s puckered asshole. Could I really do something so brazen? I swallowed nervously, wondering why my mouth was watering. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as I felt myself lean in. It was like I wasn’t in control of my actions. Just inches from.