“I think it's that time of the week. It's time for your cum eating training. Girls I need you up off the couch for this.”Mistress then had me get...into position. Which is on my back with my feet over my head. Which points my cock right at my mouth. The girls looked on very closely. They wondered how this was going to work. “Now remember hands tucked away. Open your mouth wide I don't want to miss.” Mistress instructed.My mistress then started to jerk my cock. I was glad I was finally. I suppose we weren’t the first people to come here and certainly wouldn’t be the last. ‘Lay down on the floor, pull your skirt down and take your top off.’ He demanded. I obeyed. He crawled between my legs and lowered his head. He wrapped his mouth around my clit and sucked hard bringing me to a quick, strong orgasm. He inserted a finger into my pussy, then two. ‘Fuck, you’re tight. Either you’ve never been fucked before or your boyfriends have all had really small dicks.’ All I could do was. I slowly started to touch myself and then pulldown my undies and gave her a view of my semi-hard dick. She seemed to quite excited and I continued to pretend that I couldn’t see her. After a walk around nude for a while, I started to stroke my cock and gently pulled back my foreskin so she could now see my exposed dick head. I could see her toes and hands getting fidgety, which is also a good sign. The bed would give her a direct view, so laying down on the bed I started to stroke my full erect. He was tall, taller than I am which is saying something because I’m almost 6 foot tall without heels. That night I was in 6 inch heels so he had to have been 6 foot 6 inches at the least. He had black hair and startling blue eyes. He was gorgeous and had several tattoos that could be seen beneath his white t-shirt. The more I drank the more open I became and so I asked him about the tattoos. It turns out that he was a tattoo artist and had a shop in town. I asked him what it would cost for the.