The chapel was soon filled with the slap of flesh on flesh, the squelch of cocks plunging into cunts and arses already filled with five loads of cum, ...he moans of women fulfilling their Satanic oaths, and the groans of men getting their long-denied release. Only Tori was not buried in eagre, if sagging, bodies, having managed to separate from the flock those in need of a good flogging, and filled her corner of the chapel with cries of pain and pleas for more.It took over an hour for the initial. I didn't have time to blunt the blades on those clippers. I was being as careful with them as I could and still convince you I was serious." Oh, you did! You did! I'll be your little slave forever." Promises, promises. By the way, that's the fifth way: daughter, niece, friend, lover, and slave." You still owe me for scaring me like that." And I'll do anything to make it up to you. What can I do?" Take me shopping?" Done. Lets get dressed. There is a little store near the mall I want to take you. --------------30 minutes past 1 a.m.Michael was still there, naked and desperate, stroking his limp cock in front of what seemed not capable of making him horny, probably because those were the same videos, played for the gazillionth time.He wasn't going to drink, not this time.So his nervous fingers typed "Brad Armstrong" on the search bar of the porn site: straight porn actors were never really in Michael's erotic thoughts, but that Brad was absolutely beefy and bearish! He picked one video. "Sure, if it won't take more than an hour, and because Jason is coming to my house for lunch, I'll need to bustle around the kitchen while we talk. Okay?" Great. I'll see you in about twenty minutes, less if I can get my mom to give me a ride."She had a cooperative mother and arrived in ten minutes.I settled her at the kitchen table with a glass of iced tea, poured one for myself, and started to trim and sugar some strawberries. They were a little bitter this time of year. A light coat of sugar.