It was still mostly dark, but not completely. Rising and looking out the window she could see that dawn was breaking. Her Lord was snoring softly... �...No, that must be Greg. Julia said that Master never sleeps.» Her collar was on the dresser. She put it on, and very, very carefully pulled down the covers.«Aha! This must be the famous “morning wood” I’ve heard so much about!»Slowly she crawled up onto the bed and took Greg’s member into her mouth.The male echo of Julia’s Aussie accent rose from. "With that, he yanked me around and hurled me face down onto the bed. He was on top of me in a flash, he straddled my legs and pinned me down roughly. I felt him raise his hips before letting his weight drive down, through his meaty cock, onto my asshole.I pretended to resist again "Arrgghhh... oh god! Please stop! You're too big. I can't...'' I wondered if H was really listening in on us, if so, she'd think it was my first time.Darius' weight was on me now and I tried all I could to hold out,. Oral sex was a thing of the past. I began to have fantasies about fucking Karen. In my mind, I have eaten her to orgasm, had her suck my cock until I shot my load into her mouth, and fucked her both in the pussy and the ass. But I knew that it would never happen. I’m her uncle, for cripes sake. During her last visit, I suggested that we relax by going to the pool. Our pool is well hidden by a high fence so it’s very private. My wife was out of town visiting. I pushed my loins in, keeping myself seated in her, because I didn’t want the rape to end. Not yet. We were quiet for quiet a while. I noticed that our breathing began to match. I kissed her occasionally, sometimes with my tongue, sometimes not, relishing the power of extracting kisses from little Miss Popularity—kisses that should have been won by worthy young lads, but were crudely seized by me. I stroked her body, memorizing her curves, and occasionally wriggled my soft prick.