At that moment she was soooo grateful for the computer that Steve had bought her for her birthday. It was, at the moment, her big white masturbation ...achine that allowed her to explore her body, and her mind, and her sexuality in the privacy of her very own big pink bedroom without the fear of unwanted entaglements, commitments, or complications. It was her own personal ticket to fly. And she was soaring. Carried aloft, above the clouds of rapture, by the howling winds of her sexual. She said she was looking for a full time relationship and said she would have to tell her family about me as she had strong feelings for me.It was about 6pm and had just finished eating we went back to the room. I sat on the bed and she sat next to me so I kissed her. She enjoyed it. I stood up and took my shirt off and unbuttoned my jeans. She looked shocked I told her I was falling for her and really wanted this she hesitated. I took my jeans off and pulled my boxers off. I stood there naked. Her pussy was gorgeous, slightly carpeted, all peachy and smooth. I smiled and reached for her hand, telling her she was absolutely gorgeous, as lovely as she could be. She smiled and sat opposite me so we could see each other. I was so excited, I knew she was lovely, but I couldn't get over how gorgeous she truly was. She was out of dream; I couldn't keep my eyes off her.I reached over and turned the jets on low and told her just to lay back and relax, let the jet streams massage her back and. I slipped my head towards her mystery but she pushed me sideways “the birthday girl first slave”Maria’s she cock was covered in her spent cum. I went to work on her cleaning every part of her thoroughly with my tongue before taking her inside my mouth to suck her clean and once again she humiliated me, her recovery was extraordinary, her firmness like mistress’s ceramic dildo in my mouth.And then she pulled me off and pushed my head down into mistress’s lap and my comfort zone. I cleaned up all.