Then he came to my lips and gave the of my juice. It was tasty to have the taste of my own cum from his lips. The put his finger inside my panties and...started to rub my pussy. That time I got a shock like feeling because for the first time a guy is touching my pussy. Being the first time he did not know to rub a clit which I taught him later. He was rubbing my pussy and I was feeling very good and my pussy was completely wet.Then he removed my panties and started staring at my pussy as he was. The year since her retirement had been a very, very good one, even if it had started a bit slowly. The building of the Gang's 'stable' of men had been fulfilling in more ways than just the great sex the Gang and the men all enjoyed. The project of getting Alan his captaincy and rebuilding his health had energized all of them. Dale had been somewhat of a project, too, and at least emotionally, he hardly seemed like the same man.There was just one problem for Carole; the projects had been so. ? EEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKK NO MASTER PLEASE NO,PLEASE DON?T HIT ME AGAIN. ?I will stopwhimpering, I will be worthy Master, I am sorry I know I am a worthless pieceof putrid fuckmeat good for nothing but to serve as Masters whore, pleaseMASTER I BEG YOU PLEASE ALLOW YOUR PIG TO PROVE HER WORTHINESS, PLEASE.? I did this begging out loud, crying andblubbering like a pathetic, useless and yes good for fucking nothing piece ofpig filth, my shame ripping my insides to pieces.? My head was now spinning. My boxers weren’t thick and it was clearly poking at the boxers. Sarah had broke my thoughts, “What is, uh.. What’s that in your shorts?” She was obviously referring to my penis. “It’s.. uh, it isn’t anything.” I replied, quickly. “Right,” she said as she reached over to pull the boxers off. As she reached over, her breasts jiggled as she moved and it only made me more stiff. “Please, don’t do that..” I pleaded, I didn’t want her to touch me. She paused and asked, “Why not?” I didn’t know what.