At my wits end, I surrendered. "I am your sex slave." I pleaded "I submit. So please let me cum and let me go." She leaned in close and whispered in m... ear. "Good boy. Time to give you your reward". As she began sliding down my cock, she stopped and undid the ring. In mere seconds I would cum and this would be over, and with that thought she tightened and I began to cum. Or at least I should have.As I began to cum, I felt her kegel muscles tighten and begin pushing. The semen in my shaft. Bringing my other hand to join in on the shaft I two handed stroked him with the head inches in front of my face. Pre-cum oozing out. I slid my hands down his shaft and pushed them flat against his pubic mass as I took his cock head deep into my throat again. He began pumping his body, fucking my face.Looking to my left I saw Becky now sitting on the corner of the bed masturbating, her fingers deep inside herself...her knees spread wide apart. I could hear her sighs and squeals of delight as. "I think I need to know." My voice, while not as firm as I'd like, was better than earlier."Yes, but Connor won't be happy," she sighed and I waited. "He'll be incredibly angry with me," she re-iterated."This is between you and me. He wouldn't have told you not to tell me if it wasn't important. Morgan," I reached out and touched her hand, "please, as my friend," I pleaded. And we were friends. I trusted her completely, more so than anyone save Connor and my dad. We'd probably become best. All those smells that brought the senses joy, and a smile on their face.The child felt quiet now; the singing had relieved it of its fear and brought back the warmth in its heart. It felt like it was asleep now, comfortable in its mother's womb who herself felt soothed, her fears cast away for the moment; her hope shining brighter and her heart beating with renewed vigor and hope.Her mind was filled with thoughts: He would be alright, Amonas. He would be fighting or running all the way back to.