“Lick my balls.”Kristen hadn’t expected that. He held up his cock and his fingers slid over the shaft as he masturbated. She leaned in close unt...l she could smell his manhood, her tongue out, but frozen at the thought of touching the hairy, wrinkled flesh with her tongue. She shut her eyes as her tongue ran over it. “GGLAAGGH!” She gagged within seconds as a hair was caught in her mouth and made her choke. She picked it out, but then she had to go back to the distasteful job of licking his. I am a very tall blonde, in my thirties, and love to smoke cigars and a pipe, never having enjoyed cigarettes. I had discovered in my early twenties the power I had over men with the smoking fetish, and there are plenty of them, nearly all natural subs.The slave who owns the house(or should I say, used to) is a very nice man in his fifties who was left a great deal of money when his father died, and he was absolutely hooked on cigar smoking women. He gradually became my slave with no will of. We won't be home till tomorrow. We love you guys!" I thought that was kinda shitty of them to leave right after I got there. However I also thought of it as an opportunity to seduce Jack to sleep with me. I figured alchohol would help so I poured us some diet coke and whiskey. I handed him the glass and said, "How have you been?" He responded, "Ok, I decided to take a few years off from school before going to college." I went to a college in California and my parents lived in Georgia, so I was. But…..” Bethany stammered, but did not say “stop”. Tory could see the confusion in Beth’s eyes, but underneath all the confusion and nerves she also sensed a long-hidden desire and needs; needs long denied and suppressed. The excitement of that long-ago university affair with another girl was rising in Beth’s dizzy alcohol addled brain. “But I’m not lesbi…….” Tory grabbed a fistful of Bethany’s hair and leaned down and planted a kiss on her lavender lips cutting off her words. Tory’s hair fell.