Chapter Thirty-Five
“Bring him to full stand, Doodie. Let Loretta inspect in the daylight. And I need to measure.”
The morning brings a day of comparative rest for Max. With Loretta’s visit there will be no ploughing. Instead, Max finds himself standing staked out by his testicle ring near the campfire. In the morning chilliness, he is grateful for both the warmth and the proximity to the alluring Loretta. The youthful smooth skin, the color of which Max has never before seen, the striking violet eyes, an amazingly firm demeanor in one so seemingly young, all bring adoration. And when Doodie dutifully kneels as commanded and fellates Max to full stand, Luda’s tormented beast cannot help fantasizing that he will be permitted to press his incredibly firm organ against Loretta’s warm and sm
