"I am your slut, Daddy Louis. You are my Master." Her voice was soft and smoky and she sounded like she was born in an old jazz piano bar. She felt th... heat of their eyes on her engorged nipples and it only made them grow even longer.The silver-haired old man looked directly at her. He thought she was a miracle the way his cock got hard every time he was near her. And, he laughed to himself, maybe his older son would start taking himself a little less seriously. "Tell your husband to clean you. ?Aaaaaaaaah,? she screamed as he turned the device on, ?trying to move andbuck as her vagina was stimulated and her anus was tickled. She didn't knowwhether to laugh or scream as the torment continued to drive her higher andhigher into a frenzied orgasm. And then it came ? a climax more intense thanshe ever imagined possible. Even as she climaxed, though, the device did not stop and it began to buildanother orgasm inside of her even before the first one ended. Master Koto hadleft the chamber. ’ ‘Who is? We can’t ask Eve.’ ‘Why? What does Eve care if you go talk to her?’ ‘I’m not gonna talk to that stupid twat. We’re gonna go throw out her fucking junk.’ And then they realize I am there. I put out my smoke carefully. I am scared of two fifteen-year-old girls. I am twenty-three and homeless and I don’t remember much of the last five weeks, but I remember to be afraid of teenage girls. Especially when you are the only person around and they are out for blood. Not everyone has a soul,. “Dad, people feel lonely, and their mind wanders to somewhere that relieves that loneliness. That’s usually the basis of a fantasy, right? Those fantasies probably deal more with being with someone warm, loving, and caring. I guess I’m no different than anyone else, but every time I do, I get . . . horny, and I’m betting that whenever you fantasize, you do, too. Cards on the table?”, Anita opened, pausing to collect her thoughts.“I have my fair share of fantasies, Dad, but I don’t handle it.