I savored the salty tang of the cum spurting from his twitching cock and i realized that I was gay! Well, maybe not all the way gay, but I had loved s...cking him off. The pwer of controlling him, the submissiveness when he took over and fucked my face. The smells, the feel, the taste. All of it felt right and as I rocked back off his crotch, still swallowing the remnants of his cream I could feel the grin on my face. "That was awesome," Jason mumbled, breathing slowly returning to normal. . To say she was cute didn’t do her justice, but she was, and still remains so damn cute. To describe her as beautiful seems not right either. When you say, “that woman is beautiful” many think of the glamorous movie stars or fashion models. Sharon was not beautiful in that way.She was this type of woman that wore very little make-up, her natural beauty was enough to draw stares when sales representatives came into the office. She was the first to greet them and on many cases these lewd and crude. Not the details but the bare outline of it, my brother Griswal had committed unspeakable crimes unforgivable even to the High Church, and would be a supervised pennant for the rest of his life. The novitiate tittered that he was now castratta.His name was never again mentioned within my hearing and most certainly not within the ken of my Sire.I found a talent at the game boards, able to better use my soldiery in maneuvering about the gaming terrain than even seasoned captains and majors, and I. She hashinted that my duties might be expanded. Sheteases me with the promise of her warm champagne but does not offer. She wantsme to beg for a taste, to willingly express my love and submission.?Thethought makes me more nervous than the first time I asked a girl for a date butI will overcome my shyness and admit my desire to belong to her and serve asshe chooses.?? I do wantto please her but sometimes I am in error and must be punished.It is sosensual lying on her lap as she reddens my.