"I have a question for you" Nissie started as they were alone for the first time since that morning, "what do I call you? it is customary for all slav...s to call their owners master and... ," No," Mark cut her off, "you may call me Mr. Mark I DO NOT want to be called master, I may own you but I don't have to like it ok?" Yes Mr. Mark," she replied, as she looked down at the floor, she knew what was expected of her if it were a regular man, but with Mark, he was genuinely concerned about her,. You can stop shaking you little tight ass, and get over here and start licking my balls."He climbed on the end of the bed and started licking my balls. Sucking and fondling while occasionally looking up at me to see my reaction to his work.I stroked my hard dick, enjoying myself as he worked tirelessly on my balls."Good work you little whore, you make an excellent cocksucker. I think this could be a full time job for you." I laughed as I said it. "Now bring me one of your wife's big dildos, I. ’ Jamie snorted. ‘Yeah, twas sixteen then. Word is, is that you’ve made a nice little packet while I’ve been gone.’ He jumped down from the wall and put his hands on her waist, but Emma pushed them off, her face turning angry. ‘You ain’t touching me Jamie. And yeah I’ve made a bit of cash, but …’ ‘You owe me,’ Jamie said firmly. ‘I want my share of the post office job.’ Emma gave a waspish grin. ‘Certainly. You do know that all the twenties we nicked, well they aren’t legal no more. They like. No matter how we tried, it hurt for her. Then there is the matter of her falling asleep before I could get back from the bathroom to wash her. Our baby was soon sleeping on Camden’s chest.Before going to join Dee, Tee, and Bambi for movie night, I ask their parents to speak with them.“I want to preface this by letting you know I wasn’t raised to be a deadbeat dad,” I told them. “I have no ideas about your finances, and it isn’t any of my business. I don’t quite even know about all my finances,.