Feeling the cock in his hand stiffen rapidly, the Master smiles, knowing he will own this boy, and slowly runs his hand up the slaves belly over hard ...ipples before pushing down on the boy's shoulder. "You know you belong on your knees, don't you, boi?" "Yes, sir." The easiest words to ever leave the slave's lips. Glancing down at the slave the Master says to the Mistress, "Take him into the bathroom, there's some hair-removal cream in the cupboard. I don't tolerate pubic hair on my bois. If. She turned her head defiantly away from the coarse spectacle- -one that she had been told by Max to "supervise" and battled with herself to control the jealousy and hurt that she felt damming up within her. Even though Max had fully assured her yesterday that her position with him was secure, she could not control the unsettling, nagging doubts about the stability of their relationship. Certain questions she could not answer were running rampant through her mind. Just what did this girl have. My cock was raging almost at full force by this time and a large drop of shiny precum dripped off the tip and landed right on moms big tit. Like some wild animal, Jess instantly clawed her way up mom's body and lapped my precum up with one long lick that dragged across moms juicy tit and over her throbbing nipple. I took a step back to allow my sister free reign over my moms sweat glistening body causing my dick to bounce slightly and drip another drop of precum right onto moms bottom. .. I'd like ... a cunt ...He slid down the pole to his knees, babbling about changing his sex, hisface contorted by alcohol, spittle drooling out of the corner of his lips.- oh fuck ... a butterfly wish boobsh! Fuck! ... Stephan tried to make apleasant looking face.... wanna fuck ... no shound rite ... my playsh or yoursh?The two inch tall Fairy shook her head and quietly tut-tutted, lookinginto the barely open, hooded and bloodshot eyes of the twenty-ish male.- I hear you wish to become a.