COME ON BITCH!” He held my head still and started to roughly fuck my mouth and throat. I’ve been sucking cock since I was 16 (34, now), so I kno... how to open my throat and take a pounding. Still, I played it up for my new, gay friend, making sure to fill the room with grunts and groans, as well as the occasional “gag”. I was alternatingly pulling my nipples, sucking hard, and working my tongue when Lee groaned out “Ohh...I’m almost there...” He pulled my hair, trying to get me off his cock.. .yeah take my juice, my manjuice you nasty hot Bitch. Ahhhhhh," as he felt himself reaching a hot,well-earned climax right on cue.Kathrine was still looking at Nikki, and was now being especially lewdwith her tongue, as if she were trying to get her tongue to reach Nikkiand taste her. In many ways this was probably true. Kathrine had reallyworked long and hard for her little sissy slave, her soon-to-be fuck toy.This was her initiation scene.The spectacle finished with both lovers screaming in a. My boss was a well known prosecutor with the DA’s office here in Manhattan. When I got home it was a different story. The apartment that Dan and I shared was on the 5th floor in the Tribeca area in lower Manhattan. By all standards it was an upscale neighborhood and I loved living in that area and in that apartment. It was a large dwelling and at times when I was there, it reminded me of happier days with Dan. He was just no longer there unless he felt the need to check on me to see what I was. I was so close. I was moaning. I needed relief.“Say it!”“I am a whore, Master”“No, don’t tell me, girl, tell yourself. Do it!”“I am a whore!”, I said to my reflection. My level of arousal increased. I couldn’t hold it in. I couldn’t possibly not have relief right now. I looked at him, and he chuckled.“Not yet. Continue. What more? What are you? Tell yourself!”“I am a painslut!” I looked him but he pointed his head at the mirror.“I am a disgusting needy whore. I am a painslut that needs to be.