Come on, you'll enjoy it. Let me suck that hot cock of yours. No one will ever know. It'll just be between us. He leaned forward and took my cock in h...s mouth. For a minute I let him have it. I watched his head moving up and down and felt his warm wet mouth coaxing me into submission. His big hands were on my balls again, rubbing them, massaging them. I could feel my nutsack tighten, cum was building up and I was going to knowingly feed another man a load of cum. No pretense of sleeping this. .” I thought of my art supplies and my morning ritual of painting. Then I thought of the fact that I hadn’t painted this morning. It was confusing.“When you stay with me, you can bring a drawing pad and colored pencils,” Annette said, immediately identifying the source of my hesitance.“What a good idea, Annette,” Dad said. “You know, looking at morning art is as much a ritual for me as painting it is for Arthur.”“I know there is a sense of newness and awe in your relationship right now,” Mom. ‘Thank you mistress’, he groaned. ‘Spread your ass cheeks with your hands’, she commanded. He didn’t dare question her this time and the next lash hit directly on his ass hole, he howled in pain and thanked her. His cock was now leaking precum, his whole body felt on fire but he knew he had more to go. The following ten lashes also hit his ass hole and he felt that it was swollen and bruised. He was crying in pain and humiliation now but he knew he wanted it- he had never felt this hard. Your a little bit tipsy but the feeling of this guys hands on your arse gets your heart racing and it feels a bit serious. You look over where I'm sat and you know I'm looking but you can't really see me as its dark off of the dance floor. You decide to give me and this guy a treat. You start dancing into him. His right leg is between yours and you to grind onto his thigh whilst he grips your arse tighter. You feel his jeans rubbing against your bald pussy every time you do it and you do it.