“Well, what’s the only thing left?” I asked her.“You don’t mean…”“Yes, anal,” I cut her off.“You’re gong to fuck my ass?” she ...sked with a look of terror on her face.“Are you questioning me, slut?” I asked in my stern voice as I pushed her down on her back.“No Master, never,” she replied, still looking scared.“Well you did a good job getting me all wet, so it shouldn’t hurt you too much,” I said as I stroked my hard cock.“Would like me in doggie, Master?” she asked.“No, I want to look into your. I know what he meant- I had snuck it out a few times myself to watch. He hit a switch behind it on the shelf, and it slid soundlessly to the side. We walked in, and he turned on a light. It was a shrine of sorts. Every wall had a picture on it. All of them were of dead women or girls. There had to be 25 of them. Beneath each picture, was a DVD in a slot, and a bra and a pair of panties. The girl from the video was there, her picture taken while she was still hanging. I asked him, ?Did. She was the Mother of Beauty.When she was through; she stood there a long time, perfectly still. Then the students and other male contesters, let go a yell and the audience came up to tore the seats. In the middle of it, Carol looked at me with a deadly blue eyes and said, “I suppose you have affection for her.”“I don’t know,” I lied.I grew aware how they both looked at me. For a moment I felt very close to humiliation; how Carol gazed at me after my confession. “If you are, Mimah she is far. There was a loud moan each time I did. Repeating the process over and over, I felt the wetness of her pussy surround me. She was getting so wet, slurping sounds formed. She was on the verge of cumming. And I was too. “Yes, Brandon, like that! God, I haven’t been fucked like this in two years. Mmmmm!” I continued and began to grunt to match her moans. I felt my balls tighten and rise. She felt them also on her engorged lips as I sunk all the way inside her. She was beginning to get hotter and.