He began to swell, his hands rested on the back of my head, not pressing but keeping my head from raising off his now hardening manhood. ‘ suck me y...u cocksucking fuck’ he hissed, ‘ suck my dick, suck, suck..oh you fucking suck me…fuck, suck my faggot cock, suck my fucking dick.’ he was slowly pumping his long cock into my face, i gagged, my eyes teared. ‘ easy on me johnny boy, i’m not to good at this cock sucking stuff yet, i hope to be but not today, you have to let me breath’. i said with a. Master is a perfectionist in all things and his home reflects his personality, it is masculine, functional and kept to perfection. I remember that my first take on it was Spartan but that is not the case, there is just not unnecessary clutter anywhere. Fortunately there is staff to help me keep it to his standards. Below there is a full basement blasted out of the rock at the front of the house, the back is a walkout. Before I go any further let me try to describe as best as I can what I saw. As I turned and closed the door to the house behind me, he grabbed my shoulders, gently but firmly, and pushed me against the wall in the hallway. After commanding me to stand where I was, he proceeded to strip me, not quite tearing my clothes off, but close enough. Soon enough I was standing naked in front of him, excited and scared at the same time.After commanding me to stay where I was again, he moved back slightly, and removed his own clothes, revealing a stunning erection, an appropriate. I am sure he had quite a view of her now swollen cunt lips and the obvious moisture collected on them.Once he had gone, I took her hand, now slippery with my precum and slowly licked one of her fingers clean while gazing deeply into her eyes trying to gauge her reaction. Angel responded by withdrawing her finger from my mouth and licking the rest of my juice from her other fingers. We then repeated the same but with my hand filled with her moisture.Once in our hotel room, I quickly stripped off.