”“Well I was in my room and I heard someone just thrashing around like they were having a freaking seizure and I heard Connor scream like he was b...ing stabbed or something.” I realized what was going on. Ben waited for me to leave the room. He was Connor’s boyfriend he must’ve known he skips breakfast everyday and he waited for me to leave the room so he could fuck Connor. I felt like such an idiot. If I hadn’t taken my sweet fucking time to get back upstairs I could have stopped him. I. I slowly begin to pull my hand out of your pussy and you gasp when my hand brushes against your swollen, sensitive clit.Laying there, bent over and vulnerable, your cum running down your thighs you wonder what is coming next."SMACK, SMACK"!!!....a sharp, hot blow on each buttock leaves you aching for more and your wet pussy tingling and feeling so empty. Then the cold metal of your jewelled butt plug pushes against your needy arsehole as I rub your swollen clit with the wand vibrator, thrilling. I still spent several hours per weekend at Steve’s but not with my camera. We would lay Daniel over the end of the couch with his bottom in the air. First Steve and I would spend some time licking his pretty ass hole, gradually relaxing it. We took a small squirt bottle of baby oil and inserted the nozzle into his hungry ass. We squirted about half the bottle up his tail and started with the dildo that was just slightly larger than the normal one Steve used. We called it number two. A. It wasn’t always from the same direction, and it certainly wasn’t always from the same person, but when I finally gave up my fight and started listening again for the call a new voice cried out to me, loud and pure and strong in its cry. I was surprised to hear it so clearly when I had spent years doing everything I could think of to stop hearing the call. I thought that when I gave in at last to the calling of my Darkness I would only hear the weak cries I had been working so hard to ignore.