In my earlobes she clamped large golden earrings.This was a game we used to play a lot. I love being made a slutty slave-girl, and I tried to make an ...ppointment with my mistress Ulla every two weeks. But this time she had something very special for me in her mind. She grabbed a long leather coat and I had to put it on. The coat just covered my wrist cuffs but could never cover the front of my collar. She told me I had to go from her house to the train station in our town. There I had to pick. Taste what a whore tastes like." I said, Cindy letting out a moan of approval. "This whore tastes good." She said as she took my entire dick in her mouth. I grabbed the back of her head and began forcefully thrusting in and out. I could hear my dick hitting the back of her throat with each pass. After a few minutes I pulled out."Here ya go, Shane. Fucking use her mouth up!" I ordered, turning my attention to the neglected Lacy. I walked up and turned her around. I bent her over and thrust my. Could he remaina friend without seeing me as a 'partner'? The 'sexy shoes' commentstirred me. He sipped the beer and turned away to the TV screen nowshowing a basketball game."You have to understand that my programming is fucked up when I look atyou Michael. I smell your perfume and see you sultry eyes. I'm troubled,thinking of your evident femininity. How can you not see the affect thisis having?"He was rattled. "What do you call this new self?" Sara, I like the name," but he interrupted me. My screams of pleasure could be heard over the squeaking and I am sure, out the open window. I reach back and rub my clit as I feel his swollen balls slap against me. Not long after I screamed out."God Randy, I'm cuming!" The nectar flows out my honey pot, down my inner thighs. Randy has marvelous staying power and pulls himself from me. Suddenly, I feel him licking the nectar from my thighs and up to my slit. His tongue fucks me as if it were a cock and I cum again. I have a fistful of bed.