''What're you doing?'' I heard him ask, I turned around and greeted my boyfriend with my open robe. Knowing it would take his eyes away from my face. ...'Just wiping away a little sweat.'' I replied glancing over to the gap in the fence, Toby had gone back inside and I looked to be in the clear. I was still feeling the buzz though, it was the most intense moment of my life.I dropped the towel and moved towards the boyfriend, ''I need you, right now.'' I told him as he backed up into the kitchen.. I love to stroke and rub and tease andpinch and knead and massage his genitals with my hand. I love to takehis erect penis deep into the warm-soft-wetness of my mouth. I love thefeel of that rigid column of flesh stretching my asshole as it fills myrectum. I love the sight and feel of his thick, viscous, white semenspewing over my tits and belly, warm from his groin and salty to thetaste. A cock has a life cycle of its own, rising from wilted impotenceto erect omnipotence. I love making it rise. What had started out as a visit has ended up in a move back home. I know why they each had so many bags. I guess they brought all their clothes and left what wasn’t needed ... or sold it.I started the water in the tub and sat down on the seat of the commode to wait for it to fill. Maggie came in the bathroom smiling as she started pulling off her clothes.“Maggie, what’re you doing? I thought Allie was taking her bath first ... the tub’s not even filled anyway,” I said as I looked at her brown. Sometimes I actually think it’s a real pity they’re gonna be dead in a few months.”I felt my head swim, but all this time training the girls, I had also been training myself, and I know now that nothing showed in my face. I gave him look that should have said I was merely a bit confused, and he went on.“Thunder, most of the girls we ship out of here don’t live more than six months or a year after we’re done with ‘em. The guy who likes the little ones, he’s the exception, not the rule. I mean,.