Sometimes it felt to him like the only reason that they were there was to make things difficult for him. He couldn't play with Bobby without getting y...lled at for being too rough, and he wasn't even allowed to pick Annie up. And if Martinwas even in the same room with either of them, it seemed to invite trouble for him. "It's just not fair" he repeated, frustrated at the way he'd been treated. "I'm almost eleven" he growled, "not some stupid baby" Grabbing his basketball, Martin started. ?Together we have danced this strange dance of?dominance and submission?many times before.?It is in this atmosphere I am most accustomed. It is where I feel most comfortable. It is here I know what my role is. I know what to expect.?He stands. I kneel. I lightly lick his cock teasing him. I am waiting for him to take command. Mocking his rule. I do not have to wait long he grabs my hair and pushes me down on that cock until it is firmly lodged in my throat. My nose is stuck against his rock. And after some time I began licking her sideline from armpits to waist. She began moaning aaaah hmmmm and held my hand. I traced her name with my tongue on her tits and she began moaning ssssshh aaaa. This made me mad and I grabbed her tits and began massaging them. They were hard and bouncy. She lip locked me again and in the mean time I unhooked her bra and began kissing her shoulders again. She started breathing heavily, I made her lie back and grabbed her waist and began kissing and licking. " I climbed up and layed next to her, running my hand up and down her perfect body. I was surprised when she kissed me, tasting her own cum on my lips. "Do you want to fuck or do you want me to blow you?" She asked. "What do you want, baby?" I said. I quickly thought I should gain more control, thinking, "man, I am so whipped for this girl!" She luckily, however, liked that I was putting her first and got a cute, devilish little smile on her face and rolled onto her stomach. Her cute, perfect,.