He doesn't choke me though, just rests his hand on my throat.I whimper softly, since I know what is about to come next."Where have you been then, slut..." "I was at the library studying Master. You know college finals are this week." I whisper gently. I look up into his eyes just in time to see them flash with anger. I notice him drawing his hand back. "No you weren't. DON'T YOU DARE LIE TO ME!" He raises his voice just a little bit. "WHERE WERE YOU?" I was at Amy's house Master." I whimper,. We cleaned up, showered then went to bed.In the morning we were exhausted and decided to stay away from the parks. I got up to make us a drink and went into the kitchen without dressing. I sauntered around the kitchen washed the dishes then made our drinks. As I walked by the patio doors I looked out, the old guy was sat at his table following me with his eyes. We got dressed then set off out for lunch. We stopped at the nearest food spot and ordered. As we were eating the door opened and our. "Is that what you call it?" Boss, you know you love my oral."Pay Dirt giggled. "Sunny, your tongue is simply 24 karat!" I bet you say that to all the Fillyfoolers." Sunflower said coyly." Nope, just to the golden tongued vixen that drives me crazy." Pay Dirt smiled bashfully. "I've never yet found a stallion with a tongue as long and supple as yours, Sunny." Then I retract my last statement." Sunflower smiled happily. While she and Boss both frequently enjoyed the pleasures that only a stallion. Mark was the cute white boy next door who girls, women, mothers; pussy of all sorts would wet their panties just for some time and contact with the handsome teenager. It was only hours ago that his girlfriend was swooning all over him, making feel like such a studly man floating his boat, stroking his teenage "cock" and stroking his teenage bravado. Now the white teen is sprawled naked on the floor having been molested and raped for hours. No, he thinks to himself, I'm no homo. Why him? Why of.