That will lead to you becoming a true sex slave and from there to a total whore.The name calling caused my groin to tingle with excitement. But I tri...d to hide it. The voice laughed loudly.You can’t hide anything from me, slut. I’m in your head. I know all of your secrets. I know all your desires. I know all about you. I know that you want someone to dominate you. I know the thoughts that make you wet and horny. That is why I am here, cunt.I felt the butterflies dancing in my belly. ‘Fuck me NOW!!’ is her usual response after I have done this, and as I have already risen to the occasion, I ram all 8 inches of frustrated cock into her waiting cunt. She is pretty good at giving head too. Sometimes we ’69’ and eat each other together, and other times I just lie back and think of the old country while she sucks my dick and licks round my balls until I cum all over her face , tits or pussy. She calls this the ‘Motherload’, because my dick explodes, sending its contents. No one will even know it is you.”He set down my phone and said, “When your locks open and you go home, think about it. My email address is on the email I sent you with the link. Just tell me not to and I won’t post anything.”He walked in close and ran his finger down my front from between my breasts to the top the lacings for my harness. “But if you like exposing your body to the world, I’m going to be back up here Thursday looking for more woodpeckers. You can do some freestyle posing or you. You see, you can’t even lick up your own little dribbles properly. You really ARE a sissy, aren’t you? I will be back in about four or five hours, and if you have done all your chores properly, I might reward you. I might let you taste me after I have had sex. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Reward your dicklet? Why should I? I’ll be all satisfied. Not that your dicklet could satisfy anyone anyway. Oh, you meant a hand job? Well – for you, it would only be a finger job. Like I said, two – maybe.