He became soft. However, Charles devotion is never questioned. The bastard loves to be a dick whore. I dress him in pantyhose and lingerie. He never s...ys no. Today, I spoke to my pet, Charles. He was happy like a she bitch in heat. I chuckled with satisfaction, afterwards grabbed his chin and petted his head. “My Angel fuck, I am pleased you are still obedient. Your stench is quite unpleasant! Have you been astray with another?!?” “No Mistress,” uttered Charles. “When Queen has doubts,. I backed off a little and let he take her time, I wanted her to think she had a chance even though there was no way I was going to let this fine piece of ass go before I had done some real work on it.She started swirling her tongue around the head of my cock and bobbing her head up and down on it. Her warm mouth felt good, and the way she ran her tongue underneath my cock had me thinking this definitely wasn't her first time. I rocked my hips back and forth for a couple minutes enjoying her. This particular person found her this time, his name was Finn and he was from Newcastle, Australia. This seemed pretty cool to Landyn and they seemed to hit it off quite easily and became really good friends. After awhile and a lot of talking, they became boyfriend and girlfriend; and the one day they spoke, Finn asked Landyn if she'd be willing to fly out to Australia to see him in person. Landyn was very taken back by this request, but her love pushed her and she got her tickets, packed her. Butch was Mom's first black man. He had recently been released from state prison, but Mom was crazy about him. I used to listen to them fucking every night. She was always hanging on him, treating him like he was a king, massaging him, kissing on him. He didn't like me much. He treated me nice when Mom was around, but when we were alone he mostly ignored me. I think it was because I wasn't the most masculine 18 year old k**. In fact, looking back on it, I was a downright sissy. I loathed.