I squeezed his thick shaft tightly with my vaginal muscles, welcoming it as his body settled on top of me. His aftershave is unfamiliar, as is the fee... of his body slowly making love to me. He continued his thrusting, occasionally pressing a little harder to my cervix; all the while kissing me passionately all over my face. His breathing became faster and more shallow, and I knew he was about to cum. I then pulled him close and whispered to him that it was okay; I wanted him to fill me with his. He’d do you one of these days.”“Surely he won’t. He’s a slave,” I responded.“With a cock like his, everyone is his slave. You’ll see.”We watched as Demonde lifted Tion and draped him, belly down, in the bowl of a split trunk tree, with the boy’s torso hanging down on the other side and his legs on the side we could see. His buttocks jutted out at the fork of the tree. I took my breath in when I saw Demonde part the boy’s cheeks with his hands. The hole was cavernous. Demonde had already reamed. I waved as they drove away then walked quickly to the elevator. Once in our suite I opened the safe for my laptop and connected to the hotel’s wi-fi. Then I phoned Sandra and told her to get Angus into my office for a Skype call I’d place in fifteen minutes.After our usual pleasantries I held the valve up in front of the camera.”This is what it’s all about, Angus. It’s a valve for a new jet engine. They contracted with Kennedy to make them, but a lot of them were badly flawed.” We spoke. I guess he was trying toavoid me all yesterday. We all had homework to do anyway. Right now it'sthe morning and I'm putting in my diary entry before getting ready forschool. It might seem kind of weird that I'm so obsessed withembarrassing Matt, but I guess it has a lot to do with how he's treatedme and my friends for the past few years. Right now we're all seniors inhigh school, but back when we were sophomores Matt and I dated for awhile. I thought I was really in love with him which I know.