Citizens fled, some lying hacked and dying. Prince Meinard crashed into a wagon as I landed. I didn’t have time to worry about him. Master could han...le him. I had to survive.I couldn’t serve my Master, my husband, if I were dead.With a mighty leap, I soared across the street. The air hissed past me. I almost felt like a hawk soaring through the sky. My arc carried me up over the top of a three story building, landing upon its peaked roof. I hit the slate tiles and landed with a soundless. The young man wasn't wearing underwear. This close, the smell of his arousal was strong.Stephen thrust his hips forward a fraction in invitation and Ed took him up on it. Catching hold of the base of the artist's rampant cock, he noted that a pleasant amount extended beyond his fist. Collecting the drool of precum from the underside of the head with the flat of his tongue, he drug his tongue upward to delve into the piss slit, searching for more. Feeling Stephen's cock twitch in his hand, he. I’m the last.”“Six?”“Yes.”“Out of seven?“I thought I had it bad. Two older brothers and a younger sister. Six? Are they all still living?”“Not for lack of trying.”That drew a chuckle.They began to reminisce. First came the ‘not for lack of trying.’ Heard from their corner was a lot of ‘no shit’ and ‘they lived?’ And some riotous and raucous laughter, interspersed with quiet grins and knowing smiles.Then it came down to the Prom. Grace was in full spate when she noticed Jenny. Jenny was. She had tears in her eyes. I was guessing they were from the force he’d put on her throat. She looked surprised, this must have been the first time he’d been that rough with her. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to her feet, kissing her roughly and biting her lip hard. She moaned. She had a surprised and fearful look in her face. He turned her around and pushed her over his desk. He was going to fuck her doggy style and she knew it. I felt myself getting more and more turned on. I.