Before and after I got married, Jay would take me whenever we had an occasion. Many times he would push me up against a wall and screw me while our pa...ents were in the next room. He used to joke that these quickies kept me horny, and in truth, they did. Anything he wanted me to do, or have some else do to me, I never hesitated. For Jay owned me body and soul. Even my wedding day was no difference as I had slipped into his bedroom that morning and gave him a blow- job before anyone. I removed my mouth, licked her nipple and gently blew over the engorged wet nipple, sending chills through her and eliciting a moan of excitement from her. Her lovely breasts kept me occupied for only so long. Slowly I worked my way down kissing and licking to her pussy.Parting her legs, I discovered to my delight that she was shaven. Nothing but beautiful pink colored petals covering an even more beautiful bud stared at me. Once again I started slowly, blowing and licking her thighs, her pussy. Isn’t it Master?”Eric stood and stared at me. He was right at six feet tall. Broad shoulders and narrow hips. Washboard stomach and a well muscled chest with a minimum of body hair so far. A finely featured face that would someday soon be classically handsome with deep blue eyes and light brown hair. I knew his legs were firm and well muscled also from watching him fuck Michelle on video and the monitors.“What can he do?” he asked.“Eric, I’ve signed a contract with him. I’m his slave, and. Pulling up his zipper he grabbed his keys and left the room. She remained still. Fuck toys don’t move.Shadows of late afternoon had drawn to dark when the hotel room door opened again. He had returned. His toy was in the same position, ass in the air. He smiled and once again went and dropped his keys on the night stand. He reached over and checked the cunt and found it nice and wet. this model was obviously self lubricating. It was nice and sloppy wet, getting wetter by the second. He slid a.