How are you doing? I had been a fan of ISS for past 9 years. I am an avid reader but this is my first story. Since this is my first time, hope you’l... overlook the errors.I’ll describe myself a bit, I’m a 24 with 5’11” of height and holds an average 7″ manhood. I am a mechanical engineer doing Marine engineering in Kolkata from Northeast.I use to have a beautiful GF but we broke up due to long distance relationship, as I couldn’t give her the time which any girl desires. We were both happy and. ’ ‘And just what the hell is that supposed to mean?’ she hatefully asked. Instead of answering her question, I looked at my watch and sharply replied, ‘It’s time for rehearsal,’ and then I turned and walked away. Rehearsals went smoothly that morning and although I was only playing with the rest of the band and not Kiera, she was in the control booth listening closely. So I made sure not to miss a single note and came in exactly when and where I was supposed to and stopped exactly when and. “Nothing in her hole at all?” Matthew asked as he walked up behind her taking a firm hold of her nipples and tweaking them harshly. The bitch moaned deeply while the slave above him yelled out. “I think slave you are hard enough to fuck a bitch in here, get to it before I remind you what it is to be fucked.” Matthew said his growing cock pressing against the back of the bitchs head. “Please master let me suck it.” The slave he had hold of begged. He slapped her breasts with his hands she cried. " She said. I didn't say anything I just pulled off my top, and bra. Throwing them down I sighed happy. My mom looked at me with awe. "Mommy ish so sexy.." I mumbled. Not realizing what I was doing I was rubbing my cock right there at the table in front of my mom. "Kal..." My mom whispered softly. She smiled and pulled off her top and bra as well. Her perky tits and hard nipples staring me in the face was driving me wild. In a hate I jumped on the table crawling over it to my mom. "Mommy.." I.