I tried Master, really I did.” I close my eyes, because I do not deserve to look at my Master. Master commands I look at him. I do not move, as ... am afraid I have disappointed him. Master tells me again to look at him only his voice is softer. I slowly raise my eyes up his legs, over his chest, around his lips, finally locking in on his eyes. Master is looking at me, but does not say anything. I am staring into his gaze, hoping my next punishment is not the cane and suddenly he commands I. Leaning forward I crossed the last barrierand became a cock sucker. Brett's long low growl of pleasure was thefinal nail in my manhood's coffin. Jinny stayed by my side, but Iremained focused on the task at hand. Pleasing the man in front of me.My previous life had been preparing for this moment, reading personalaccounts of fellatio so that I could write about it with more reality.Watching videos and even pornographic tutorials, telling young women howto lick and suck their men. Pressing a. " Karen laughed.It was the second time Katrina had called Karen 'Lover' and the teenager's heart soared when she heard it. She liked being called lover by this mature woman and treated as if she were equal. She also found she had a huge fascination for the more mature and imperfect body Katrina had. Age had only taken a small toll on her and those imperfections were what made her so desirable to Karen. She felt that she might be falling in love.Karen pressed her lips around the leaking nipple. We did go back but this time we ran into an old 90 year old man, he was sitting there with a big tent in his pants. My husband said that now it was my turn. We went into his room and closed the door. He said I was pretty and that he was sorry for his boner. I pulled his shorts down and told him I would help him with that. He then stated that he had not been with a woman in ten years. I put his dick in my mouth, tasting his salty pre cum and feeling his hard shaft. He pulled my head away and.