I was hot and ready, and my master fucked me gloriously, there on the floor. Being able, for the first time, to hold him and kiss him and buck my hip... as he fucked me made it altogether wonderful. Then it was time to sleep, and we snuggled in his bunk, taking up hardly more room than one of us would have. "Master," I said, "how did you make me wet, without the drug injection?" "Slave," he replied, kissing me, "the drug dispenser ran dry a month ago." All of that was many,. Mary had cleaned up Cathy, wiping her with a damp cloth. As she instructed, I carried Cathy into the small third bedroom and put her to bed. Mary covered her over and closed the door as we left. When we returned to my bedroom, Andy was changing the sheets. It was impossible to say if Cathy had lost more water by sweating or pissing. Whichever, the sheets and bedding were soaked. I sat on the small stool at the kittens’ dressing table as Mary swabbed my wounds with alcohol to cleanse them. I. He moaned as I worked my way down to his balls. Licking and kissing him I wrapped a hand around his strong shaft. "Oh, you're sooo big..." I moaned, taking him into my mouth. He wrapped his hands around the back of my head and slowly pumped into my mouth. "Suck my cock... suck my cock honey... be a good girl..." He moaned as I continued to move my mouth up and down his shaft. He began to quietly pant and gasp...louder and louder. He grasped the back of my head harder, pulling my mouth on and. I guess it was because of earlier that day, at the pool at our aunt and uncle’s house. I had never seen her in a bikini before, and she was wearing this tight little black string number, with small triangles covering her nipples and surprisingly very little covering her pussy. There was so little to it that it was ridiculous. Even though we were both eighteen, she would never have gotten away with it at home, but mom and dad weren’t here, and our aunt and uncle let us do whatever we want. I.