"You may recall that you couldn't tell me whether or not the sadomasochism excited you." he said. "Yes Rene I recall the conversation. It seems you ma... have been more intrigued by it than you let on that night." I answered. "Very astute of you my Dear and tonight my precious little whore we shall endeavor to find out if you are as intrigued by sadomasochism as I am." he said. "Rene? Just what did you have in mind? What do you intend to do to me?" I asked. "Well precious, that is entirely up. Helen did it. Brenda trembled as she felt Helen's wet tongue lapping up and down over her brownie.At intervals Helen would drop her tongue down to probe Brenda's dripping cunthole, but she kept her tongue most of the time on Brenda's asshole.Brenda couldn't remember when anything had felt so lovely.But if Helen expected her to return the favor, she had another guess coming. No way, Brenda thought. There was a limit to what she would do with Helen. Helen could lick and suck her ass for a week if. Even though putting it together wasn't too complicated it still took time since it was so big. The damned thing was forty by a hundred feet, and of course there were plenty of water troughs and plumbing for them. Still, I liked eggs a lot and this would provide a permanent supply. I wondered if we could mix in some guineas later.Rose and in fact all our women did their best to make it seem the chicken house was worth our time. We were stuffed full at every meal and fucked senseless every night.. The warm water caressed her breasts as her finger continued to move over her swollen lips. Her mind remembering all the fucking and sucking of the night before. Goddess with her powerful thighs wrapping around her neck forcing her licking tongue deeper into her steaming hot pussy while someone shoved an ice cold beer bottle into her gapping well oiled hole. Mary sank to her knees as the water continued to cascade over her washing the dried cum from her hair and body. Her fingers continued to.