Sometimes I wonder if he realises just how much effort I put into our relationship.Every step drew me closer to him. My live-in slave, Chris, that is....Closer to the stench of his precum and sweat. I came to a halt once I was in front of him, careful not to block his view of the TV.He tried to say something. I hoped it wasn't anything important because I couldn't make out his muffled words and I wasn't about to unlock his head harness any time soon. He probably didn't even know what he really. The panties starting to dampen, and the smell of hot, wet pussy started to fill my nostrils.We kissed. My other hand running up under her short, feeling the satin smoothness of her bra over the protruding nipples of her 34C's. I worked the top up, tugging one cup down so to release one erect nipple, then closed my mouth over it, sucking and licking the large, deep pink nub. She moaned a little, and one of her hands started to rub hard across the crotch of my jeans. My cock was already. .aaaaaaammmmmhhhhaaa.. Burst of semen from her,, i drank it then she became kool,i asked her 2 suck my dick,she was breathing hard,and she wanted time 2 come back,so she accepted and was sucking me, this was the first time she saw my dick,it was right at face,it was 7-8 inches, but i have a good diameter,i was not able 2 get her reaction,as it was dim,but the way she was sucking i surly know tat she was excited,the i had a precum, and the i moved fast 2 cum in her mouth,it felt so great, then i. Smirking noted the time Randall Malloy left each evening and the time of his return in the early morning. He worked a swing shift and was gone each evening between 6 P.M. and 6 A. M. He always waited at the bus stop with his brown bag lunch and read the sports section of the daily paper. He always threw the unread sections of the paper into the trash as he boarded the bus to his place of employment eight miles away.Each morning he arrived on the bus and stopped at the twenty-four hour liquor.