Tammy turned and said, “Hey, what are you doing?”“I was just . . . I was . . . watching you,” I confessed.Smiling, she said seductively, “A ...ittle turned on, are we?” When I didn’t say anything, she said, “Hey, let’s dance in the moonlight.”“What about the men?” I whispered.“Oh, they’re probably all asleep by now,” she said.She danced toward me, moving erotically to the music. I basked in the scent of her soft hair and flesh. She leaned into me, her body feeling hot. I couldn’t stop myself from. But it seems that recently she has been letting all of her fantasies out and she is demanding we try them all, and let me tell you they are very hot! At first I thought I wouldn't be able to do any of her fantasies, because they involved me being totally subservient, and I am usually the dominating one, but with her sexy talk and walk I gave in. I guess I should describe what she looks like so I can give you a good image of what she looks like. My girl is a small girl yet somehow God gifted her. " I removed the tool from its home. Master removed his boxers and told me to look. I looked down and saw that master had shaved his entire region. It made the tool look twice as large. I gave him a very frightened look. He told me to suck it and I put my face into his shoulder. He took me by my hair and pulled me to it. I took only the head in my mouth. He ordered me, “Go down further!"I was in pain from the previous night and could barely move my legs. He said to, “Push through the pain." I. As i went in there was a musky scent in the air, the unmistakable smell of sex... As i sat down i noticied that Mrs Jones hair looked slightly out of place; I immediatly pieced things together, she had been masturbating. I decided that I would just get my head down, work and try to hide my massive hard on, Mrs Jones had other ideas. I noticed that she had taken her jacket off and was showing a colassal amount of clevage. As the session progressed i noticed that she was gradually.