Just after 5am, the picture Master's hard cock popped up on my phone'shome screen announcing that he'd send me a text. "Sissies," it read,"the word of...the day is CumSlut. Write it on a Post-It note along withtoday's date and send me a picture that shows you giving yourself anenema so you're ready for the day ahead."It's not like I was sleeping anyway. I trudged to the bathroom andfilled my hot water bottle up. Sticking the Post-It note to my ass, Isent a picture showing the water flowing into. We couldtext or call each other, but it was limited out of fear of her fatherlearning of me. Lily always said that it was to protect me. Her fatherwas a big guy, but I'm a nice, friendly guy. He shouldn't feel toothreatened of me. There's no reason we could talk it out. Right?Last week, she came up with a plan for us to spend time at her place,but with a caveat. For some reason, she said that I had to wear thiscollege sweatshirt and tight, Lycra athletic pants. I wanted to make agood. I must be wired inside my head or my pussy in some funny way, because I masturbate a couple of times each day. Moreover, I love pornography. I like to watch people fucking – and I can get even more explicit about that, but even that admission is embarrassing. I mentioned I like to read those trash novels; well, some of them are very ‘X-rated’.“The ‘Why you?’ question might be interesting to you, as well. I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you that the motorcycle really got my blood churning. I’d. I went inside and peaked out the peep hole. Karen drove by slowly, then went home. The second I turned around Lindsey leapt into my arms. She was in very sexy green bra and panties. She clung to me like a little monkey holding my face and kissing me with fiery passion. I came up for air and said, “I told your dad I would just talk to you”. “No, you told my father you would get me to open up, and that’s what I’m about to do!” She dropped off me, grabbed my tie and led me upstairs. Before we got.