By the end of the conversation, he seemed to know what I wanted more than I did at the time. He asked if I wanted to be his slave and after a few minu...es I finally told him yes. He told me that I had to say it to him, and that I had to call him Master when I did so. After a few more minutes, I told him the words that he wanted to hear. He told me that I was now his slave and he was my Master. After that, we didn't talk much more about it. Occasionally something would come out, but he would. The evening ended all to suddenly as it was late and we had to part. But before we left we made plans to meet and spend the next weekend together. Giving us both ample time to enjoy the next meeting. On the way home as we rode quietly in the car, you moved closer to me, letting your hand fall to my thighs, slowly stroking my leg. your eyes staring off into space, as I know you were thinking of Jim. I broke the silence, as your hand touched against my swollen manhood,that pressed up against my. .tentatively at first. Light flicks of her tongue. She grabbed the base of his cock and looking up at him, locking eyes; she took his entire shaft in her mouth, wrapping her lips around it closing it within her wanting hole. She took his cock completely down her throat and back up to tip, fucking his cock with her mouth. She gagged slightly, her saliva and spit coating his entire cock. With every upward motion of her mouth and every time as she sucked him to the tip of his cock, she took the. Some women had Hawaiian looking skirts but were topless. A couple of young men we saw had a loincloth with their butt showing. No wonder Ethel was so comfortable at camp.When we arrived at Ethel's home, I now knew how Nettie could call her place at the camp a cabin. This place was an enormous Villa. It looked like several homes put together randomly surrounding a court yard that had a large pool flanked by palm trees and a several patio tables with umbrellas.A white-coated Hawaiian native.