Lying in my chaise lounge, little trickles of sweat began to form all over my skin. I could feel my bare pussy under my bikini bottom, and wondered if...anyone else around the pool could tell I was smiling because I was so happy about how pretty and perfect it was. I closed my eyes and dreamed of sex. My nipples stiffened, forming little mountains against the fabric of my triangular bikini top. I didn’t dare touch my pussy in a public place, but I could feel it getting wet. I wanted a. ” Then I stood up swiftly. I took my chance and asked her if my dick was really beautiful. She said: “Oh, yeah, of course it is, my boy.” I grabbed the maid’s hand to lay it on my rod. She withdrew her hand instantly, saying: “Oh, what do you think you’re doing, young boy? I can’t.” She turned around and headed toward the living room. I quickly caught up with her, took her by the waist and leaned against her, pressing my hard dick on her buttocks. Bertha insisted over, refusing: “Oh, young. I am now your Mistress, and you are my slave now! You will go by the name, my male cunt slut. Come here bitch, I want to inspect my male cunt, very closely! " Skip walked over to her, then slowly turned around feeling her finger prod every inch of his body and hoped she would not whip him for having a hard on. Mistress Amanda said, "I can't believe how good it fit's you cunt and pink is definitely your color. Now back up and stand next to the table, I want a picture of you. I am going to label. About eight I would guess. And I don't know who they've been with. It's safer with a condom." OK. Now have you used a condom of every single occasion with those women?" Yes, of course I have. It's sort of second nature to me now. Has been for years." So, you couldn't have possibly caught anything, then. And, as you're pretty healthy, and have been for years... I'll risk it if you will. And I don't think I'm risking anything. Please Dave. I want you." If you're sure. I guess I'm clean. I was.