Kiss kya m to usko chaat raha tha uske kaan pr kaan k piche sab jagah pr chum liya chat liya kaam ko halka kaat b liya wo garm ho rahi thi…Mne usko ...ita diya uske dono per bed k niche the or mere b..Or m uske upr chdkr usko kiss kiye ja raha tha frr mere hath uske boobs pr chle gaye jo lag hi ni rahe the ki do bachcho ki maa k boobs h mene maxi k upr se boobs ko khub dbaya nippls ko ungliyo k bich m lekr masla or boobs ko muhh me lekr chusa.Usne bra nikal di thi nahane gayi jab to kaam aasan ho. I was theirs and they knew it and basked in the knowledge. I could hear the pack circling around me, unafraid of my power, smug and thirsting for hot blood. I caught a glimpse of the glowing red eyes I knew were lurking about and slowly let out the breath I had been holding. So this was it. It came down to a game between the hunter and hunted, though I knew I was the hunted instead of the hunter in this game. Maybe if it had been ten years ago I would still be the hunter, but the intelligence. I noticed my nails had been painted pink, but I had bigger problems. I could smell the scent of his sweaty crotch as he moved forward and lay his nuts on my face, he put them right over my mouth."We better get something straight at this point son," he said "I suppose it's something every fella had to tell their whore, if you bite me; I am gonna fucking cut your balls off you understand? Hell that is the only reason I didn't already have your balls removed, they are my gift to you for presumed. He traced the crease and pressed his thumb against my asshole and I tensed around it. “Do you want this boy?” Master asked me and I confessed that I did. “Do you want him to fuck you?” he asked me. I nodded, miserably. Carlos poured some olive oil onto a plate and soon I felt him insert a finger in my ass. I relaxed as Master stroked my hair. “It’s okay, pet. The boy is going to finger fuck your asshole, but he will never own it, as I do. I’m just loaning it out to him. Do you understand?”.