She pictured herself squatting over the woman's open mouth and releasing her bowels into it. The thought made her shudder with pleasure.She finally pu...led the shit morsel from the piss and watched it drip golden brown back into the glass. Before all of the surface liquid washed off, Leslie shoved the whole vile thing into her mouth. When her lips closed, she squashed the hot brown bowel meat between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, causing the soaked in piss to squirt out and fill her. She was feeling like amistress, she always commanded people. We started by simple games. She was attaching me on the bed for sex, shewas spanking me, etc. However, she wanted real domination, not only a sex slave. Her dreams wereto fully control me and fully control my life. She started browsing Internetand newsgroups, buying books to educate herself in the beautiful world of femaledomination. We had disputes because she was naturally commanding and I was a leader inmy public life. It was very. “Hey! What are you doing?” I shouted. He ignored my protest and just kept smiling.After a few unpleasant squeezes of my boobs, he reached down to the base of my shirt and gripped it. My eyes widen as I realized what was coming next.I struggled again, but it did nothing to stop him from pulling my shirt all the way up to my arm pits and above my bosom.I didn’t have a big chest, but I had started wearing a bra by that point and it was exposed to him. He eyed it for just a moment before taking the. I rock back and forth on his wonderful cock feeling ever tiny movement inside me. The sensations are delectable. I lean forward so his cock almost comes out, then slowly press back down to the full depth of his penis and jiggle my hips back and forth. Ooooh.Oh, this is so good. Nice and slow. In and out. Up and down. I'm aglow with sexy tension sparking all over my body. So good. So good. Its strange that none of my girlfriends who are having sex with their boyfriends ever talk about going real.