"Matt, you here?" I got no reply, I called again. "Matt?" Still nothing. I peered up the stairs and noticed the light on in my bedroom. I took my heel... off and quietly crept up the stairs. As I got closer to the door I could hear Matt. "Oh Katy, those tits are so fucking huge, I want to cover them in my huge load." My heart started pounding in my chest, he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Getting closer I could hear the slapping noise of him wanking. As I peered in through the gap of the door. . that you're a horny bitch," I interrupted."Well, that's sort of a coarse way to put it. But now that you mention it, I am horny by nature." She giggled. "Most people don't think so because I'm so naturally shy. I just don't like to meet people, mostly..." Well, do you mind if I pour a little for myself?" I tilted the bottle of wine and let some dribble into the glass. "I bought it yesterday and the guy in the store highly recommended it. In fact if I remember correctly he said it was from. I let go of her head and she falls back. I look at her reddened wrinkled face and can see she's almost in tears."You want the money or not? If you do, put your useless whore mouth around my cock and suck."She looks at the floor, gets back on her knees. I step up to her, grab my cock, smack her head on the side of her face with it and put it in front of her mouth. Her eyes are downcast, her hand limp at her sides. Her humiliation is fantastic. But I need more; I need to bust a nut. Finally, her. I did but I didn’t want to. “Just so you know, I like the second choice much more than the first. I also feel seriously flattered. Seriously flattered,” I said with a smile.“I can’t believe I said that. I’ve never said anything like that to anyone else ever. I feel like I just put all my emotions and insecurities on full display. I must sound like a slut, but I’m serious. I’m so torn. And I don’t want to do something stupid and it seems like either extreme or even anything in the middle could.