..I with the male slave of Miss Zena...Oh... oh... ohhh... the disgusting horror of that male contact I am forced into. He too is equally revolted, I ...m sure. They love to make us do things to each other of which even a****ls would be ashamed.We have no choice.Unless one prefers to be whipped beyond all reason.Oh, by the gods, sometimes I wish they would literally whip me to death. At least then, it would be all over.The quietus of death...For those who fardels bear, it is something much to be. His eyes were drawn to her breasts, braless under her tight T-shirt. She was too thin, but if she filled out like Leanne had... He smiled and shook off a fantasy.Aly and Marisela were still talking when he returned to the foyer."Are we ready to unload?" he prompted."Sure," Aly said."You want dinner for when you done, Mr. Henry?" Marisela asked."Please. How about your famous pork empanadas?"She frowned.Aly gave him a hard look. "And what about your cholesterol?"Marisela said, "I try to take good. I looked over at Lydia. She and her girl were just barely moving to the music and kissing. All four of us found a spot to be alone and licked and sucked each other. I relaxed and the rest of the night I just made out with one girl after another. I got drunk on pussy.Tuesday, April 20, 2010 Caught my perv brother trying to spy on me in the shower again. He's cute. He's got a pretty big cock. He showed it to me once a long time ago for a few quick seconds before I ran away. Lydia said if he was. ‘Yes. Completely platonic,’ Jason affirmed. ‘I know it will be difficult for you to resist my raw sex appeal…’ ‘Me?’ she replied indignantly. ‘I have self-control. You’re the one who’s going to find it difficult.’ ‘Oh please. You’ll be begging me to fuck you.’ That was completely the wrong thing to say to Jennifer. She had never been one to back down from a challenge. ‘We’ll see about that. I bet anything you like that you’ll break first.’ It took a while for him to reply. Jennifer expected him.