The previous ones about my step-dad had been quite enough, thank you. What the hell would this be?I got impatient, “How long are you going to keep m... in suspense.”“You weren’t the first guy to fuck me like you thought.”Oh! That stopped me in my tracks, “I wasn’t? Who was? I didn’t think it was my step-father and his friend.”“Well, they had sex with me after you did, but they weren’t the very first. Why do you think it was so easy for you to get into my pussy?”I responded, “I thought it was. I had a nice surprise for my Mistress. I bought a Wand for her pleasure. I knew she loved to play with this toy. I had played with it on myself. I was no longer afraid of it. I made sure I was clean and freshly shaved, took a long bath and used her favourite perfume. my hair in a pony tail and waited naked to receive my Love and Mistress. It was very hard not to play with myself I was wet with anticipation. Mistress arrived on time. I waited for her on my knees, ready to please her in any way. No doubt hastened by Katja’s remorseless but subtle provocation it came quite suddenly with few of the apparently detectable physical signs that she’d been tutored by Sophie and Katja to expect as a pre-cursor to uncontrolled male ejaculation. Arran had murmured something unintelligible, prompting Katja to dextrously slip a loosely knotted strip of silk ribbon over his cockstem from those wrapped around her wrist.His blunt spear of a sex swelled impossibly above the bite of knotted. ” That was all I could get out. She stood up and took off her shorts right in front of me. She tried to make it look like just two girls trying on clothes. There they were. Tight, small, solid black panties. They formed a V in the front. I could see her pubic mound. I’m sure she had to shave, or else there would be hair showing. She looked so smooth. I stared right at that V when she shook me out of it. “Here, try them on.” I got up, unzipped and removed my jeans. I had normal red panties,.