She reached in and pulled out his small but rock hard prick. Not like that, you stupid bitch. Take his pants all the way down and do it right. She fin...shed undoing Richardss pants and pulled them to the floor. His prick was only about five inches and not much thicker than his fathers thumb but it was hard like a railroad spike. The slave girl, Yana leaned forward and easily took the entire thing into her mouth. Her nose pushed into the pubic hair that he was just starting to grow. The soft. Knocked back another brandy, gave myself a good talking to, and proceeded to get things ready for Uncle Frank's arrival home. The drinks cabinet surrendered up a full bottle of Bombay gin, and a bottle or vermouth, and on the way to the kitchen I found some martini glasses, a cocktail shaker, and a bottle of tonic, just in case martini's were not welcomed. I found a lemon and jar of olives were in the fridge, all the ingredients required for a perfect ice-breaker! I returned back to the lounge,. I could feel his cock twitch with every spurt. And that's when my first prostate orgasm started. My body started shaking and trying to expel this huge intruder from my ass, but he was way too big for that. Cum erupted from my semi-hard cock and my arms gave out. I fell face first onto the floor of the porch. Thor's knot buried up my ass was the only thing keeping my legs from collapsing, as well.He shot spurt after spurt of hot dog cum up my ass as I lay there, like a good little bitch. I was. Most of our friends had already gone on to their maker, that is, if they believed in that sort of thing. I always sort of favored the whole "reincarnation" thing because it gave you a second chance to screw things up. Of course, there was always the possibility you might come back as a butterfly or some such silly life-form.My preference would be as an Eagle soaring over everything and protected by the extinct species act. I figured my knowledge of the dangers of windmills and other things like.