Feel like talking about it?" I suppose so. You know I left college my freshman year. I was nineteen. I knew how I wanted my life to be and so I went i... search of someone to collar me. I ended up owned by a guy named Dick Laney who I'd met while exploring the scene before I left school. He still is pretty much a mover and shaker in certain circles and if you are kind and we make the Fetish Ball this year, I'll point him out to you. His was the multi-slave harem I was in, so I learned very early. She went down till my waist and pulled down my boxer and grabbed the cock which was surprisingly big for her eyes( it’s 17 cms long fellas). She was on cloud nine and started stroking it and grabbed my balls in other hand. Then she took the balls in her mouth While touching the tip of my penis slowly and then she took my dick in her mouth and I saw her lips moving up and down the length of my penis. Then I turned things around and now it was my turn to do everything I ever thought of doing and. I do enjoy watching ladies play tennis, those short skirts and tanned legs are very appealing and I settled down to watch the game on the grass bank to the side of the courts which afforded me great view of the players as they set themselves up for each point and of the play. It also gave me a good view up the short skirts of the women players I could not help notice that Barbara was wearing uncommonly skimpy knickers, and I was sure I could see curls of pubic hair peeping out of the gusset. I said, "I'll be done in a minute."She just stood there staring at me."What?" I asked.She just repeated, "Oh my God!" What!" I repeated. "Look, come in or go out. Don't just stand there with the door open."She nervously stepped inside and closed the door.After I had finished and was about to put it away, she said, "Wait! Can I touch it?" What?" I gasped. "My dick?" Yeah! Can I touch your dick?" You've never seen a dick before?" I asked."Not a big one like you got!"I have a big one? I had no.