At first it was a finger, pressing and exploring inside, making James mewl and cry as it explored further. Then two and finally, his cock. 'Tell me yo... want it.' James was loving his new role, even though it was a perversion against what he had been raised to believe, it just felt right and so, just like the whores he jerked off too, he acted like one and said, 'Ooh, I want it. Please fuck me. Please!'The hairdresser pressed his cock against the waiting cunt and eventually, after much prying,. ”“We can plan it for later tonight after our game.”Jake entered the bedroom as Dan finished licking her pussy clean and moved to her side. “I see you’re anxious to fuck me,” Wendy smiled gazing at her son’s hard cock.“My hard-on is courtesy of Abby and Brad’s wonderful lips,” he replied climbing onto the bed. Jake lay on his right side cuddling up again his mom’s back. She bent her left allowing him free access to her pussy.He moved closer and grasping the shaft of his hard cock rubbed it up. But by Ganesh, was it muggy! Mandeeb was stripped down to his loincloth, a broad piece of muslin simply folded and knotted. It was mid-afternoon, and he had just returned from a grueling morning of conjuring. More than anything else it was hardest subject for him to grasp. While he excelled in the metaphysical arts partly from his own experience, the less familiar arts of the west were a challenging and exhausting. Unlike the metaphysics where one gained energy, the practice of conjuring. Desire fluttered and stirred within me.“Let's see if you have learned anything, my slut?”His words filled me with joy, I had earned my title, I had become master’s slut and I burned with pride. I was proud to be my Master’s slut, to be for his use, for I knew that in serving him I was ultimately serving myself. My Master, whom I loved so deeply, could take anything from me because he gave so much in return, he had earned my submission with love and devotion and this new role was ultimately.