Her big clit was now pointed directly at my face and she took my own cock back in her mouth. We sucked each other like this for a few minutes, gettin... worked up to fuck. London told me she wasn't very experienced at being a bottom. I was pretty confident I could get us to the promised land though, so I grabbed the condom. I spanked her as gently, mostly as a bit of humor but she said she really liked that. So I spanked her again a few times while I put the condom on my penis. I didn't get. We chatted for awhile on the phone and I was surprised when she recommended a visit to the hotel.“Give me about a half an hour and I should be there”With that we hung up the phone and my mind went into to overdrive thinking of days gone by and the history or more like torture she had put me through over the years. The first time I saw Jennie, Steve and I were tasked with going to the Rickards to help Mr. Rickard move a new couch into the house. Jennie was the youngest of four by 6 years. Her. "This slave is happy if she has been pleasing to her mistress." These words of self-abjection, recently so foreign to me, now felt like second nature - not because they had been practiced by rote, but because they reflected my new station in life."Although your face and body leave something to be desired, you are clearly one of the most intelligent, submissive, and eager slave girls whom we have trained." Thank you, mistress," I said. Her first comment had stung, but I knew that, where sex. Her tight vagina pulled and sucked at my shaft so much that I couldn't hold back anymore. I drilled into her very hard as I shot my benign load into her depths. I grunted and groaned like a caveman as I spilled my goo. When I was finished and had gone limp, I pulled free of Amy and collapsed by her side. I took her into my arms and we cuddled and kissed for a few minutes. When we had recovered enough to feel the need to go again, Amy suggested, “I think we need to take a selfie and send it to.