"No, Please Mike let me go. I've learned my lesson. Honest," Brandi cried between sobs."I don't think you've learned anything yet slave," Mike said, w...th a slap to her ass. "You still insist on calling me by my first name. A slave never uses her master's proper name. You will call me Master. Is that understood?" Mike had followed each sentence with a slap for emphasis."Yes Master. I'm sorry Master," Brandi cried.Mike went back to lubing up Brandi's ass with her pussy juice. The teen would have. Holy hell, what was that? He hadn’t seen his girl nude since she was maybe six and hadn’t realized that in the twelve years since then she could change so radically. She was his baby for Christ’s sake but the young woman he just saw was far, far, from childhood, she was ready for childhood. He turned from her door still shaken from the sudden exposure to Willow in the buff and went to calm the inner turmoil with a cup of coffee.He was divorced. His ex wife had left them both, husband and. It was now jumping and falling and jumping - picking up life and becoming more and harder. She noticed and started lovingly playing with it. And in no time her fingers transformed my cock from a coiled up sleeping snake, to a python, huge and ready for its prey. She slowly stood up on her knees and spread her legs wide, inviting me to invade her at her most private place. No more foreplay nothing, that was her signal. I put my feet together, giving her room on my either sides to place her. She emptied her mouth and told him to fuck her tits. He grabbed them, and his cock appeared and disappeared between them. She watched him do it and must have given him such an evil look as if she wanted more. She felt like Chris had earned his place now. Releasing him from her squatting position she told him to hold his cock up. SLowly lowering herself down she felt herself fill up and began pounding him fiercely while still holding onto the cocks and going back to sucking the other. Her strong.