Tiffany promptly oiled and shoved the entire length into my waiting hole. “See Tom? This is how a good slave boy should act. So I think you should s...ck his dick.” Wait, what? Tom was yet to suck any cock I knew of. Suddenly he did take a knee in front of me and slid his mouth over my hard dick. Tiffany stroked the dildo in long slow strokes setting me on fire. Tom didn’t have all the skills of Jamie, but I did feel his very wet tongue swirling around my cock head. “That’s how a good slave gets. Her heart raced. She knew what would happen if she didn’t get up, but he was her dog…her pet, or was she his pet? She should be in control not him, but it did feel good to obey. She wanted to be a good girl… didn’t she?His front paws grabbed her hips as he mounted her. Her head swam with excitement. His thrusts were off. His legs just bounced against hers. This was wrong, she knew it but why didn’t she stop him? Why did this excite her so much? His weight drove her to her elbows forcing her ass. She never closed the curtains in her bedroom and I used to watch her undress from my bedroom window. However it was only from the waist up that I could see without getting closer, so finally one night, I sneaked over and looked in the window. Finally she came into the bedroom, and started to undress. My heart was beating wildly as she pulled off her bra and panties and lay down on the bed. She started to caress her breasts and then her fingers found her cunt. As she started to masturbate, I. Some of the finer details are a little hazy, this is all about twelve or thirteen years ago?Please comment and rate this, as it's my first go!When I was about sixteen, I had this mate, Chris.We'd just hang around together, play Nintendo, smoke his mum's cigarettes. She was cool, 50 ish, divorced and made the best cups of tea, ha ha.One night, it was his birthday, we went to some place for a meal, just us three. We'd talked about sex before, I was a virgin, he'd done it twice.He went to the.