" From the moment I speak, Jan is in FULL CONTROL. Jan raises her green eyes to mine. Her expression is set. Time for Jan to do what she loves s...cond only to our bond. This is Jan's time to do the only thing that she will ever admit that she does second best. Her BEST is her devotion to me. As her Master, I am humbled. She stands with ease and transitions to a strict position of attention and pauses. Nuclear clocks could try to count the time of this pause for a milenia and. I know it makes me focus more on Daddy?s needs as I should and I can?t deny that his lessons sink much easier and are much more eagerly absorbed as he holds out the possibility of cuming as a reward if I behave, but I hate it.I cannot, however, deny that it has helped make anal sex go from good to great. Daddy coaches me every night in bed (and everywhere else in his apartment) and that alone is making me enjoy anal much more as well as becoming so much better at it. But being locked up and. My usual nymph induced deep sleep took me to some place, a realm with the four of them somewhat attached in a very unusual way. The realm was apparently endless-timeless but I had no sense to measure what it was. This was a concept my mind was, to say the least, perplexed to grasp with only hints tossed about in a discontinuous array. I was immersed in them which sounds almost frightening but was a dream brought to life. It was as if I had a soul foremost to a physical presence mixed together. " Finding my voice, I replied, “There's a first time for everything." In the bedroom, when Kurt pulled down his cut-offs his flaccid cock popped out. It was thick, uncut with a big mushroom knob and swimming in a sea of curly black pubic hair. Kurt let me lift his T-shirt up over his head and off. As I raised the t-shirt I couldn’t resist flicking my tongue out and licked his nipples. He’d just come from the beach so I could taste the salty ocean on him. I laughed when he moaned, “Uuuugh,” way.