That deep, hoarse tone always made my cheeks flush in heat. From the first moment I heard him speak, it was as if my ears had fallen in love. Even the..., I wasn’t sure if my eyes fell for him first; surely it was a combination of the two. “You like being fucked like a whore, don’t you?” “Yes! Fuck the shit out of me with your big fat cock!” Their voices were losing reverb, as I slowly eased out of a deep sleep, and opened my eyes. The blonde was on all fours on the edge of the bed, submitting to. It burned my chest as it went down.I then found my uncle’s master bedroom, it had a California king size bed, a huge dresser with a mirror on the back of it, facing his bed, a 72 inch curved smart TV. On his bed was like 6 pillows stretching from one side to the other, an a thick comforter with a thin harlequin blanket that barely covered the bed.I could hear my uncle still in the shower, I pulled down my yoga pants an slid my shirt off an laid em down in front of the bedroom door. I crawled. Her calm demeanor eroded, replaced by a familiar ferocity that by all accounts should have made me cower. Her ears reared back, her teeth became suddenly visible. I was in imminent danger again, and all thanks to my dumb mouth.“Then WHY?” she barked, “Why did you do it!?”My gaze finally broke from her ear and I stared back at her, eye to eye, looking slightly confused as I pondered her question. Then I sighed and averted my gaze downward.“The new guy” I said solemnly, now staring down towards. I gently slide more and more in and out. Building up a rhythm then stopping suddenly and pulling away. I hear a small whimper and give her ass a quick little slap. "Don't whimper. I'm not trying to please you right now. You'll know when I am trying to please you, right?" I snap at her."Yes Master" she says trying not to sound disappointed."You did a very good job cleaning yourself for me. Are you mine to do with as I please?" I ask eagerly, trying to keep myself from ravaging her on the.