For some reason she felt jealous of it, even though it never even craved what the slave had. The slave had a life, even had a slave’s name and a ?re...l? one. It wanted neither. At first it felt bad about being tortured not only by Master’s strong hands but also by his slave. In time it came to realize it didn’t deserve better and that being tortured by a slave made it even more worthless. Slave awoke later and usually greeted it by a swift kick to its cunt that sent it to the floor. It moaned as. For several weeks, the poor guy had to fuck me at least twice a night and then, get up early to give me oral just to cool me down.So, for another week or so, I would go down the hall to Andy's room after Jeff was in bed, strip naked and I would either masturbate him or suck him off after we had necked and petted for a bit. He was also masturbating me, I had shown him the many ways to make a woman feel good with his hands and mouth, yes, by the end of the second week, he was down between my legs. Wasting no time, she pulled his foreskin and licked the tip, tasting every drop of precum that oozed out. She held him tightly and sucked him like a popsicle. He pushed her head, trying to deepthroat her every time.Once she had lubricated him well with her saliva, she got up and said stroking him vigorously.“Haven’t done this in a long time. I want it in my ass.”Anal was something Arfa always enjoyed, but her husband refused it. She wanted to do it again as she had done with her boyfriends.. "As long as that's feasible I think that it's probably a good idea. I'd like to use some special effects to cover up the actual technology, somewhat like you did in the dungeon setting. I'll come visit you for a while when the others are making their run to the store and we can refine our plans," Dale told him.There was a happy buzz of activity as everyone made preparations for the barbeque. In fact there were quite a few things they needed to get and so the truck and the Hummer were pressed.