Cassius then grabbed the dick by the base and planted it on my lips, commanding me without words to service his hard thing.I did not need the encourag...ment though, eagerly taking the soft mushroom head into my mouth, tasting his salty pre cum. He moaned deeply as I tried to work as much of his thick shaft into my mouth as I could…I was really getting into it and lost in the lust and dirtiness of it all. I greedily sucked on his big black cock, submitting to him, wanting to be his fuck toy. He. " Don't leave me, Jazz." Go to her. She needs you. She loves you."Her voice was slowly fading."Jazz ... Jazz, I love you. Don't go." They're so beautiful, so perfect." Jazz..." Come to me when it's time."I could hardly hear her last words."Jazz? Jazz?"Nothing. Only the darkness and silence."Carlos, can you hear me?" Jazz?" But it wasn't her voice. It was another voice, strangely familiar."No, sweetheart. Not Jazz. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."I heard sobbing. Then more silence.Something was. She noticed, and smiled at him.“Mike, watch.”Professor Bertolli stretched out beside me. Pulled me to her and kissed me. Then she put her hand on my shoulder and urged me down. I knew what she wanted. This wasn’t my first time, but I worried I wouldn’t do it well enough to make her happy. Before I got very far down, Professor Bertolli put her hand on my cheek and turned my face to her.“It’s OK. Just do what feels good. I’ll tell you what I like.”I mouthed her breast. Licked her nipple. Sucked. I learned that spankings can make you come - harder than just diddling can - and orgasms can take the edge off of the pain of a spanking.Of course, she lectured and continued to hit again and again. I have no idea what she said, other than the usual crap about my being a slut. I screamed into my pillow, but some of that scream wasn't from the pain.My kink was born in that moment. I learned what sex really was all about - in addition to a powerful man sweeping me off my feet, laying me back and.