As it turned out, the next evening was game 7 of the playoff series between Ashley’s .beloved Red Sox and the Tampa Bay Rays. The Red Sox were Wor...d Champions with a long history of success and the Rays had never even been in the play-offs. Ashley suggested betting on game 7. I agreed because simply getting her to agree to the stakes I had proposed was a victory of sorts – I figured that even if I lost, moving was not a disaster and now I had opened up the subject of Ashley’s modesty for. Finally, it was gone. He swallowed every last drop. Now, me still in his mouth, he moved me to the cot. Pushing me down, he actually got under me by lifting me up, and laying' me horizontally, gazing at the giant penis, amazingly stiffStruggling, I spread my lips wide and took it in, determined to get it down and into my mouth. Finally, I got the wide head and a few other inches in, until it pressed against the inside of my throat, warm pre-cum tipping it, flowing very slightly. And then he. First slut wants you to know she adores her Master and his thick fat cock I do not know if I really have any sexual fantasies. But could maybe tell my Master some things slut plays out in her mind. Slut likes when Master demands what he wants from her. I love when you talk dirty to me, calling me slut, cunt, bitch, telling me take it up your ass. That’s all your good for is my pleasure, to use when I want, Slut loves when Master is rough, slut loves her Master, he does not take no..it is not. He always thought Lauren was a bit a of a brat."It's not his fault he's not athletic!" Daniel shot back, rising to hisown defense. "I'm sure if he had the skill, he'd be good at basketballor baseball." Oh come on," Lauren said with a roll of her eyes. "He's a dork! Iknow he's your brother and all, but it's true!" Why do you always have to talk about him like that?" Daniel asked."It's not like he did anything to you."Lauren, seemingly unable to think of a reply, just stared. Danielthought he.