Karim was standing over me with his legs divided on either side of the bench giving me brilliant access to his balls. I gave his balls a good squeeze ...nd Karim moaned an ˜aaaah loud. Of course he enjoyed it. Tracing my fingers around the balls for a long duration teasing him sufficiently I ran my fingers along the base of his shaft. He let out a low growl as I began my pilgrimage and my fingers began their quest of reaching the tip of his shivlinga It was my turn to be surprised. As I kept. As I joined her, she introduced me to the people sharing the table. I didn't know anyone, but a kind young man by the name of Steven, offered to fetch me something to eat. I gave him my order and he trotted off to the counter. We chatted idly about nothing in particular, but Vicky did take the time to mention how well she thought I'd done this morning and winked at me when she told everyone how convincing my orgasms were.As I was finishing my meal, Vicky called over to handsome young man who'd. It was the first, out of many times, he would “babysit” me when mom was at work late. He had come up to my room when I was studying and pretended to have a real conversation with me. We talked about school and he asked me if I liked boys. I blushed and he took the opportunity to tickle me, asking me to “spill the beans”, but his hands went under my shirt as I wiggled on the bed. Before long, he was groping my tiny breasts. I remember every word he threatened me with when I accused him of. That hurts like hell when it is being done on pussy hair. After my shower, I settled into bed with my laptop and spent a short time watching sample videos and then started reading stories. By then I was so horny that I could come at any point with out even touching my clit. Each story made me want Master T more and more. By the time I heard him pull in the driveway, I knew that I was ready to be his slut. I was ready to have him take me to places of pleasure and pain that only he.