"Viens Mama [C'mon Mom]," Amelie yelled as she moved up the walk towards the front door."I've missed you Marie," I whispered as Sis moved to get out o... the car. "Maybe tonight," I added grinning, forcing her reluctant hand momentarily onto my now straining shaft before releasing her."No! I can't, I won't," she promised, but wasn't able to hide the lust, the servile hunger in her eyes.When I finally arrived in the foyer of my two-hundred year old attached brownstone, laden still with the girls. Michael smiled at her agreement, So what about the other story, what did you think? He said moving on. Silk thought quickly on that one, While the very idea interests me from a learning view point, Id never want to live that lifestyle. I feel her submission isnt a gift at all but more like a right he expects from her. I dont like that idea. Michael was glad she didnt like it as he wouldnt want to live Gorean ever. He agreed, submission was a gift, not a right. He did however note her other. "You're a lovely young woman. I find your look quite striking, thus I filed you away." Vic leaned to her side and extracted a portfolio from her large bag. Opening it revealed several photographs of women and men, all beautiful, and a thick notebook. She found a photograph of Sarah wearing a sheer peignoir looking just fucked."Why?' asked Sarah."Roland Barthes wrote an extraordinary essay about beauty. He's a..." I'm familiar with French Postmodern philosophy."Vic looked delighted.Sarah glanced. A moan came from deep within me and I heard her giggle. “I knew you would like this…. You really are a slut boy.” Then a second finger joined her first and she waited as my muscles relaxed and learned to accommodate her invasion. Then it began. In and out. Then it was slammed hard into me. Over and over again her fist rammed into my taint as her fingers violated me in the most intimate way!My head spun like I was drunk. I could only get my breath in gasps and I could not define in my own.