There it was, my favourite nickname... He fucked my face, going deeper and harder when he realized his fag boy wasn't putting up a fight. He had won, ...ominated me. And I was accepting. It felt good to be used; to be treated like a whore. I wanted more. I wanted to taste his balls. "Grkhhcan guuhhh I suuukkfff yougbaawwwwllsss" I muffled through his thick cock, constantly pressed in the back of my throat. Mr. UPS laughed, looking down at his spoil of war, he slide his cock out of my horny bitch. ??????????? Chapter 3 ? Training Kristy stood at the hitching railfor nearly 2 hours, as the other girls were similarly harnessed.? She admired the other girls and thought aboutwhat her new life was going to be like.?When all the girls had been harnessed up completely, the trainer came tothe hitching rail, and untied the rest of the girls, taking their reigns andleading them to the initiation room.?Kristy and the rest were led into a separate building, where each washitched onto. . I'd like to bear your first child." I almost dumped her off of me, I was so startled. "Not right now! Not until Doug and Rachel are ready for us to have a baby in the family. And even though I want you to be involved in more than planting the seed, the baby would be part of our casa, raised mostly by Doug and Rachel and me. But I'd always make sure that our son or daughter knew you were his or her father and you'd always be able to visit and all. You just wouldn't have the responsibility of. He must have grown as well, before today he was a pretty tall boy at around 190cm but now he was well above 200cm, he couldn't see the top-half of his own face. The lower-half however had gotten chiseled, he could probably get a cut from his new jawline. He turned around to get a good look at his backside as well. His back had gotten so defined now that it turned him on even more. He looked down toward his butt and he almost came when he saw it. It looked like two basketballs next to one.