. no kind aunt to step in and take over," he shot her a pleading look, which told her not to take his mockery to heart, and she smiled in reassurance....However bad it seems ... someone else always has it worse, I guess," she said a little ruefully."It was not so very bad. I was pretty much my own man, free to do as I pleased; I could and did run wild for a few years." What happened, to change that?" Iris asked curiously.He smiled again. "My father met someone, a woman, good and kind, and. What I found next left me shocked. A rock hard penis pointed forward between her legs. I looked up at her and she licked her lips. I thought to myself, 'When will I get an oppurtunity like this again?' and before I could react, she grabbed my head and forced her cock into my mouth. I've gotta say, I loved the feeling of her cock in my mouth. She forced my head backwards and forwards, up and down the shaft of her penis. I closed my eyes and began to enjoy it. She moaned as I took her cock. It. He fiddled with the straps until it was firmly in place around her hips, the large phallus jutting provocatively from her pelvis. The sight made him want to worship her.“Do you want it, John?”“Y-yes, Goddess!”“Are you sure? You don’t sound sure,” she teased.“I—I’m sure!”“Beg me, then. Beg me to fuck you, John. I want to hear you say it.”“P—Please, Miranda, fuck me!”“Miranda?”“Goddess! Please, Goddess, fuck me!”“What will you do for me in return, John?”“Anything. I—I will be your slave. Reflexively he reaches for his chest but there isn’t anything there. No blood. No wound. Nothing. He lies there for several long minutes before finally convincing himself to sit up. When he does he becomes even more puzzled than before. Surrounding him are evergreens, an entire forest of them, stretching for as far as he can see. Eventually he gets up and brushes the dirt from his clothing, which is remarkable clean and nothing like what he was wearing. A simple pair of blue jeans, a white.