But she had already come once, and I was being driven by three martinis, four shots of espresso, this amazing body wrapped in the sexiest lingerie in ...he world, and the greatest blowjob I'd ever had. I was in no mood to just fuck around; I was in a mood to seriously fuck around. I walked back to the foot of the bed, threw my shoulders under her thighs, pushed the silk panties to the side and began a long, slow lapping of every nerve I could find between those magnificent legs. Her moans. A goodly bit later her friend apparently asked about me, and the response was that I was well and very happy in my current position, which was more true, both literally and in every other way, than anyone could ever possibly imagine. She then added my training could at times be hard, to which I also silently but heartily concurred. There was a good deal more small talk before she insisted that they had to get together, and she invited her friend to visit, remarking that she had a number of. Amanda would smile sweetly back at him when he did, and Michael started to think a couple of nasty thoughts. But thoughts were all they are, Michael thought to himself, doubting Amanda would be interested in him in that way. Amanda would smile each time Michael winked at her. She wondered if he had something planned or not, and she’d watched him all day and decided he was probably too shy to start something, yet she was hesitant to start something, fearing Michael would think wrong about her.. “Eat it slut, get it all” he muttered as he shot jet after jet of sticky hot cum into my mouth. It ran down my cheeks, into my hair I swallowed what I could get moaning as he continued to use my mouth as his cum hole.I lay there, exhausted as he took a few more pictures of me. My ass open and fucked raw, my face dripping with both his and my own cum. He chuckled and called me “Daddy’s little slut”.Now, take a shower. Your clothes should be done in the dryer and be back next Saturday, 9PM. Tell.