Yes master. I will always be master in private and my friends will all be sir. While he’d been speaking he’d moved behind me, he unbuttoned my blo...se releasing my tits. Before he touched them I’d felt the pain in my nipples rock hard waiting. Malcolm didn’t disappoint squeezing and stretching each on in turn. Now slut my uncle is a special guest and we must look after him, Malcolm knelt me on a rubber pad my legs quite wide apart...service him slut, It just seemed natural as Lucas approached,. "But I am not at home till tomorrow!" she quizzed.I took her hand and led her to my computer room and sat her down in front of the screen; turned on the computer and instructed her to log on to her own email account.I left her to write her report, whilst I went to make a cup of coffee for the two of us.Master. Here is my diary entry for Friday and Saturday.Friday night.My journey to your home was an adventure in its own right, the balls in my cunt set up delicious rippling feelings in my cunt. “See that, put together, even though this is as busy day as any, compared to Middle Sector No .131, let alone the gargantuan Seventh Post, you amount to nothing, just a few more ants in the colony. Now show me your hands!” He barked.Everyone reached out pairs of empty hands.Mr. Sawbones gestured with his right hand, in which there was a spatial ring, and a collection of pickaxes was summoned out.Each pickaxe landed in a pair of empty hands, till everyone was holding a mining tool.It was heavy. Mary’s team were starting to do all the attacking, and subsequently all the goal scoring. Ruth-Ann scored the first goal about half way through the second half, and this other girl, whose name Scott could not remember, scored another two goals in quick succession. So going into the last ten minutes of the game, St. Mary’s was ahead 3-0. Then the skies opened up. As the game had gone on, the sky had gotten progressively darker, and the wind had begun to pick up. With five minutes to go, Mother.