I didn't know what the boys were doing and I didn't care. My brothers and I needed to be outside and it was a nice day, a beautiful day, and we ran, b...rking happily and playing tag through the high grass. I was still deeply saddened by the absence of our Master, we all were, and my heart ached with the knowledge that I'd never see him again. I'd wept for him briefly, for both of us, but this was better. The world was fresh and clean and beautiful, and being with my brothers was a celebration of. It went on like this for a couple of weeks. I was doing everything except being fucked.One day when chacha had finished fucking Mala I exclaimed out of frustration, "Chacha, mujhe bhi tau chodo (Chacha, fuck me also)." I will, I promise you when the time is right," he replied fondling me.A month later I celebrated my thirteenth birthday. I invited a dozen school friends. My mummy had an important meeting in the office and papa was out of town. They had left Chacha and Mala to supervise the. Later, as they sat to eat, Lobo stared hard at his master. "Yeah, yeah, I know," he told the wolf. "She's not going to live with us long. I don't love eggs that much. I have a rough idea about how to build a fence for her, but first, I have to preserve two cases full of vegetables. We'll just have to put up with the chicken shit until I get time to get her secured outside."Lobo rubbed his nose between his paws, whining at Morales, who shook his head. "It's not that bad, Boy," but he had to. Once he realized i was in the loo the guys pace had slowed down but defiantly not stopped, and as i unzipped and pulled down my jeans the sound of his hand sliding up and down his cock got me even harder. By the time i slid down my knickers (making sure the if he risked a look at me he’d see the sissy pink to them) I was at full attention, after a few seconds with us just standing there, the only sound him softly beating off I came to the conclusion that I wasn’t going to be able to pee with my.