We speak for days on end, sometimes staying up all night and into the next day. One evening Michael sends me an IM, it reads.. I am falling in love wi...h you. My heart skipped a couple of beats as I stared at the words on my screen unable to move. My every thought was if I should tell him my feelings for him as well. Would he believe me? Would he think I was nuts for loving him in such a short period of time? Finally regaining my composure I moved my hand to the keyboard. My fingers trembling I. And they all got theirs.When I had finished off the dean, I barely had time for air before another man's stick was shoved back in my mouth. Then another. And another. And another. Sometimes two at a time, with the sides of my cheeks being stretch outward to accommodate multiple men at once. Both of my hands were förced to clutch and stroke those in waiting as the rotating carousel of blowjobs and handjobs persisted. The heavy drinking continued as I felt the drizzle of alcohol spray me as. She moved both her hands and took the jeans and slowly slid them down her fingers catching his boxers and taking them too grinning slyly as she descended. Eric moved slightly so she could remove them and sighed as his cock swung free. ?Haaaaaaaaa? he sighed?Oh we haven’t even started yet. Well look at you!? she said again in a tone as if addressing a child. ?You must be seven inches Eric and I bet we can get you harder than that? ?We?? Eric started?Shhhhh..? Alison settled him as she glided. "Master I have to tell you, when I first came to you I was afraid that you would not accept me as your submissive. Then, when you did, I was scared I would not be able to meet your standards. I had overheard you talking at the munch and you sounded so smart and so... professional. I was afraid that I would not be able to live up to what someone of your skill and experience would want. "But you make it so easy to serve, Master. I don't feel pressured or like too much is demanded of me. If.