“God, you’re really hungry aren’t you?” Sandra said while looking at me. “I nodded with my mouth full of pasta. After a while we both finish...d our bowls. Shortly afterwards the two slave girls came back and we were ordered to put the bowls back on plateau’s that were mounted on the girls’ head harnesses, which wasn’t very easy without the use of our hands. But with a lot of trouble I managed to get the bowl on the slave girls plateau. It was hard to get my teeth to have enough grip on the bowl. .. I-It's... Huh..." The boy attempted a witty comeback, but decided to simply remain silent."You know, kid..." Sandy addressed him, after regaining her composure from all the laughter. "Even though you are nothing but a twisted, perverted individual, at least you have the guts to approach a woman, which is not something common nowadays; I'll give you that... However, don't embarrass yourself thinking you have the slight chance with me..." When it comes to women, I certainly do a whole lot more. It felt like an invitation, a beckoning forward, an incitement to explore, to touch, to taste.I pulled back, realizing at the last moment that I was drifting forwards into the room. My heart was hammering in my chest, a frantic rhythm that made me feel light headed. I felt sure they would hear me, that they would catch me spying on their young bodies. But they didn't move, each girl lost in her own world of magazines and smartphones and boy bands. Feeling emboldened, I slipped my hand into the. She told me that I had some very sweet juice and that anytime I liked, she would be happy to suck me off again as long as no one else was home but her.She went back to her chair and I watched as she played with her pussy some. My spent cock was hanging down but after a few minutes, it was back and hard again! She looked at me and asked me point blank if I would like to fuck her now! That's EXACTLY how she said it too and YES, I wanted to in the worse possible way! I nodded a big yes and she led.