No doubt I had often made him hard during my time as his slave but he somehow possessed the self control to suppress his desires and urges in favor of...ensuring that I was properly trained and would only receive the reward of his member at the proper time.I subconsciously licked my lips. It was a pure biological instinct over which I had no control. I was a female in heat and he was an erect male. The fact that he was my Master and I had been conditioned to please him just made the need all the. “ Damon continued to carry the bourbon as Jeremy carried the weed; they both walked to garage and shut the door. This was a large empty room with a few mechanical tables and Stephan’s car. They placed the items on a worktop table and Jeremy began smoking while Damon poured the drinks. As the room began to thicken with the smoke, Jeremy passed the blunt to Damon and took a swig of bourbon straight from the bottle, and then he pulled his IPod out of his pocket and began playing some music. As. For the wealthy do not count what they have as wealth, nor do they consider themselves to have enough to give to those who have nothing.Now it happened that one day as the child foraged for food in the dump, he came upon a small vial. A wealthy person might have used this vial to store perfume or fine oil, but it was cracked and dirty. The child imagined what a beautiful piece of pottery it had once been and imagined great things about where it had lived. He polished the bottle until it shined. I then felt the heat of her womanhood on the tip. It was so hot it made me laugh to think that she didn’t need a stove to cook. “look at me Hollis” she demanded looking back over her shoulder into my eyes as she started moving her ass back further and seconds later I felt the tight lips of her flower beginning to stretch around the tip of my penis. I lustfully watched as the pleasure influenced the expression on her face. Her hair was a mess, her eyes closed and her lips pursed with the feeling.