If I've made you feel something, crave anything, feel alive then I've successfully done my job. This story is a true one, as those are the best kind. ...'ll now introduce you to our little friend of the story, an ex "friend with benefits" who also used to go to Hellfire club with me in Sydney. Her nickname's Indie, she is a beautiful white girl who I'd describe her sexual side as soft and gentle.She'd love to completely surrender control, be completely helpless. She heavily resembled Laia. I noticed that he was still in his uniform. We exchanged pleasantries (Hi I’m Alysha, Hi I’m Daddy). Daddy excused himself to get changed. Me being curious, I looked around his living room and noticed black and white pictures of naked couples in sexual positions; including Missionary, doggy style (Mmmm my favourite), and sex against the wall. I felt myself go all weak at the knees at the thought of looking at them. In order to steady myself, I crossed my legs as I stood and played with my. And he was desperate."Just a little more," he whispered to her, almost absent-mindedly.She couldn't help but grin, realizing the irony and enjoying the rare feeling of power and control. She looked up at him, wearing that face of desperation and want and need. So innocent. Only wanting a loving touch. She knew everything he was feeling at that moment.He looked up at her, waiting for her to leave. He would then, at least, finish the job on himself. But instead she dropped her arms from their. Now let’s see that beautiful cock of yours.”I didn’t know what to say, but willingly slid down my trunks to expose the hardest cock I had ever had in my life. “I’ll give you a hand,” she said, “and began slowing stroking my cock with her right hand.” As she stroked me, she loosened her halter so that the curve of her breasts was fully visible. When her nipple appeared, I lost it, and squirted three times over a foot in the air. All she said was, “That’s a good boy.”“It was really nice to meet.