?" "How do you feel about anal?" "Anal? I never thought about it. It would be pretty sexy to try, I guess." He fingers spread across my ass. My breath...ng quickened as he pushed a finger in. It felt...nice. Different, but nice. He put more fingers in, and started pumping his fingers in and out of my ass, lubricating it with our cum. Three fingers. Four fingers. I gasped when his entire fist entered my ass. His cock quickly replaced his fist, his balls slapping against my pussy. "This. Is.. 'Sorry master'You put a collar and lead around my neck and tell me to continue with the mopping, and I do so.You then order me to get on my hands and knees and scrub the floor, it's not clean enough.Before you let me do so, you remove my panties.I start to scrub the floor as you say, and suddenly feel your cock force its way into my pussy.I try not to act suprised and keep scrubbing.You start to fuck my really hard, and i stop scrubbing for a second.'Did i tell you to stop?''No master''Then. " But she doesn't let go, just hugs me tighter, and I can feel hot drops spatter on my shoulder. And I've made her cry. Again. And my throat feels all strangled and tight, and my vision starts to go blurry. Shit. I'm crying. Again. And I'm begging her, begging her to stop hugging me, to stop holding me, even as my arms betray me and loop around her, pulling her closer. "I'm sorry," I whisper in her ear, my voice hoarse, "I didn't want it to be like that. I just... I did what he did and I hate. The two suspender belts would grab and extend securely to the clips atop those Mid-Thigh High Sheer Stockings. Her ample naked thigh flesh above the clutching elastic nylons was too much....my eyes would widen making my adolescent pecker harden. So much thick alluring meat packed inside those dual translucent nylon columns that they touched to form my first sight of a woman’s private parts. The unintentional “Y” she would show me before adjusting her snug garment. Would leave me breathless,.