I can’t hear what they’re saying. My abdomen is still a bit sore – a clenching sensation of unfulfilled excitement. As soon as they’re gone, I...will go back inside and continue masturbating. It’s a rather kinky feeling. Walking around thinking about masturbation with two strange men in the flat. And they don’t even look half bad. A couple of handsome guys, actually.I sit on the bed and play with my iPhone. No dirty messages. Perhaps I should send one myself, then? I feel like texting Sophie,. ? I expect to fuck a hairlesspussy tonight.? It doesn't matter to mewhether it'syours or one of? your daughters', so youcan either present me with yours orone oftheirs.? Let's see...the youngest istwelve, right?? I like ?em young, so I'lltake herif you don't wantto shave that twat of yours." "Y-y-yassuh,Massa.? Please don't do that to my baby!She bawled, the tears flowingfreely now. "So, I thinkyou'd better get your ass out of here and start getting ready for our date,shouldn'tyou?" I waited a. It was hanging out, completely exposed to five of my closest family members all within five feet of me. I knew, without a doubt, that everyone at the table had a good look at my dick for at least a couple seconds before I turned and retreated to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror, wondering how I hadn't noticed or felt the problem. My dick hung down about four inches, and was nothing to be ashamed about, but this was not how it was supposed to work. I remember playing the situation off as no. One side of his shirt front was wet with TARA s milk when he released her from his hug.His hand found her left breast again, touched and tugged, and then his mouth closed up on her left nipple again.TARA started getting her right breast ready , but he took over the job while still milking from her left breast.For several minutes he sucked in moist silence while TARA squirmed in embarrassed arousal. She eased her hand down and unbuttoned her fr0ck at the waist, discreetly trying to slide her.