?You won? master? she answered in a clear voice, broken only by the shuddering force of her fucking. ?Good girl.? He mouthed the side of her neck with...a satisfied growl and rolled her nipple between thumb and forefinger ?And who lost???I? lost master!? came the slave girl’s desperate reply, teetering on the verge of orgasm. ?Good girl, you did indeed? responded her master before grabbing her mouth for a kiss. After he’d finished he leant back, gathering her hair in his clenched fist he pulled. I stood still. Mandy put her hands on my butt cheeks and pulled me into her open mouth.I really was hard. And I was aroused. I hadnt been milked since that morning. My cock was used to plenty of attention, and I was ready to give her my cum.Mandy sucked me with the efficiency of a machine. She used her tongue to tease my shaft and balls, and she took me deep down the back of her throat until her nose was nestled against my groin. It was just like being deep inside her pussy, but she had all the. I can still remember the sensation of sliding my lips over his head, the fullness of it, the warmth and taste, the addictive joy of it. The way it filled my mouth, the way I wanted more and more, deeper and deeper. Back and forth, pausing on occasion to look at his glistening shaft, the object of my lust, before sliding my lips back over him and experiencing that same pleasure over again. When he began to shake, the thought of pulling away occurred to me for a second. Oh, how I would love to. “It was because of your brother, wasn’t it?”I nodded. “It was one of his more monumental fuckups. The cops got involved in that one. I had enough, and told Dad I was getting out, either with his help or not. He decided not to call my bluff.”“So, you were actually just bluffing, then?”I looked at her again. “No, I wasn’t.” I waited a second and then looked over at her. “My old man knew it, too. I told him flat out that unless he threw me in jail, I was history. I was gone the next week.”“Wow!”.