Susan sometimes lay down on me after her orgasms and sucked my dick to completion, although I was more focused on giving her pleasure than worrying ab...ut having my own ejaculation.After another month, she seemed to be taking almost sadist pleasure in sitting hard on my face, making me struggle to breathe. She also began pressing her asshole right on my mouth, until I began sucking her there. It sometimes seemed like there was some type of tasty fluid coming out of her asshole, and she explained. I embarrass myself as tears roll down my face.Unlike the mother whose abuse caused me to run away, she stops me and kisses the tears from my face."Does my little boy love me?" Yes Mistress."How could I not love her? She has freed me.Clothes are a prison that no longer confines me. I have worn none since the day she took me. Ignorance no longer enslaves me as she has taught me how to speak and how to think. What is freedom to die on the streets compared to the freedom of a life of love and. They weren't really massaging me now, but playing with my body. My toes curled, the bliss flowing through me.Stefani darted her head down and licked across my stomach. She purred in delight. Zoey followed, her tongue flicking across my chest hairs to my little nipple. A slight tingle shot down to my cock being loved by my sister-wives.“Mmm, let's just massage all that cum out of these,” Pam said. She cupped my balls. “Yes!” Melody moaned and joined our half-sister. They both massaged my nuts as. "Now she was puzzled, but kept quiet for the moment as she remembered Alan's words, "Don't say anything to him yet until I talk to you."When Ruth and Alan were alone in their room, she asked, "Well love, did you have that heart to heart talk with Jeff?" Yes, we had a long talk. I can't tell you everything, but I will tell you he plans to talk to all of us about his feeling tonight." Oh good, at least that's a start in the right direction. Do you think he will agree to swing Alan?" I'm not sure,.