Just wave the closed bottle of vermouth over it.”Creed passed the bartender a fifty and said, “Thanks.” He drew then on this small sleek vape an... handed it to me. Leaning close, he whispered, "Have you met Bugotti? I hope you get along. I like it when everyone gets along." Creed stretched out his hand to Tony in introduction. I made a pyramid of hands over theirs and we toasted and cheered. I drew the smoke into my mouth and throat, then coughed, smiling at them both. Seated on the drink stand,. ‘I wonder what I could do with this?’ She said, with a wicked smile, and a twitch of a fluttering eyelid, which could have been a wink. ‘It, and everything attached to it, are yours to do with as you will, Milady.’ I whispered. Annie straddled me, and then scooted down to kneel between my legs, her glistening bare pussy trailing a string of silver down my body. Ann brushed her cheek gently back and forth on my lower belly a couple of times, and then turned her face straight down. My rod lay. Now I just had to be what my Master wanted me to be.Because Justin Sampson freed me from all that fakery. He gave me what I always truly desired. Whether my new outlook, my new joy, was caused by his powers changing me, or whether I truly felt this way, I didn’t care. To me, I was a sex slave. That was my reality. I loved it.I glanced at my clock. It was just after 8 PM, too early for me to go to sleep normally, but I was exhausted after a day of fucking. I wished my Master was here. I wonder. Her tits were hitting her chin as I rocked that ass of hers back and fourth. I was literally fucking the shit out of her. I could get shit all over my dick. I could soon smell it, but I kept on fucking her until she begged me to stop. I did not listen. I could now hear her tits flopping into he chin and then back to her stomach. She was crying but not in pain. I could feel my dick I he stomach area as I was now trying to grab one of her tits. I gave up and just kept fucking Prisha until I came.