Or Sir.If in the lifestyle he will be addressed as Master. Again, your ownerwill dictate how you are to address each superior male in your circle.It s...ould be noted that if in doubt the title of Mr. or Sir is thesafe bet to use.Respect also means you will cast your eyes down in a superior?spresence unless you are specifically told to look at them. You willfind that often a male Superior will tell you to look into his eyeswhen performing certain tasks as they like you to see them lookinginto. This was unreal. What if her Dad found out about the grass. Or her mom. ‘No fucking way’ she sniffed, trying to act tough. ‘Billy call the cops man’ Mojo sighed impatiently. ‘Goin to jail honey’. He turned to leave but Sarah put out her hand again. Her heart was pounding. ‘No…ok. I’ll do it. Ok’. The girl looked down at the floor. No-one could know about this. The big man clapped his hands. Nodding in contentment towards the two whores. ‘Girl’s, go get this bitch dressed up to ho’. Squeek felt. "Do you like Persian food?" he asks. "I've never had Persian food before Monia, enlighten me," I provocatively suggest. "Well, I hope this isn't too forward, but my shift ends at 8 PM tonight. Perhaps I can take you to the restaurant personally...?" he trails off. Hell Yeah you can! I think to myself. However, the lady in me pauses to feign uncertainty and contemplation. "That's awful nice of you to offer Monia, but I can't be too careful out here on my own," I explain. "Of course,. "I've been waiting for this a long time," I said. He stayed up on his knees, tucking his legs underneath mine and lining his cock up at my lips. When he slipped the head inside me I gasped for air, he was so thick thought I might tear. He kept pushing, and I realized I was going to be alright. I gripped the sheets and watched as he slowly sank his cock further into my pussy. He moved in and out a little, but mostly just kept up a constant pressure, pushing further and further into me. I had.