I sure wanted to, but nothing came out. It took me about five minutes to calm down.I may not have had morning wood, but I still had a bladder, and it ...as feeling full. I had no desire to pee myself, so I got out of bed, forgetting that I only had on a pair of boxers and headed down the hall to the bathroom.I suppose I was lucky that neither my brother nor father was up and about when I made that trip. I don’t know how my brother would have acted, but I’m sure that dad would have had words for. The girl brought a small stool and stood on it pushing her pussy into slaves o-ring, when slave didn’t use her tongue someone whipped her back hard with a barbed crop. Another slave forced a dildo in to her ass, the men watching and directing. Slave tongued the other slave licking and sucking at her clit like it was a cock; she hated the salty taste but became lost in making the slave cum without permission. Knowing she would be punished hard for cumming without permission. The slaves’ body. By the afternoon he had the saddle on him. Khan had trembled and rolled his eyes, but had stood still. Sulkie looked at him as to say, ‘What’s all the fuss?’ David left him with the saddle on to grow accustomed to it, and returned to the Fort.A large wagon with three earthenware pots almost as tall as a man sat inside it. The Quartermaster along with the tailor waited for him by the office. “Colonel Sahib, I could only get three pots; the merchant said he could get another in a week’s time. I. Sperm was all over his cock and hand but he just stuffed his erect manhood back under the elastic and wiped his fist over his boxers. He was the lucky one, I had to keep up my pretence of still sleeping but my body was crying out for its own release. James was busy refastening his belt and zipper when I felt the car dramatically change lane. He was pulling into a service station and this gave me a chance to end my charade of being a sleep. “Wh….what’s going on James?” I asked in a dreamy.