He spent several minutes rubbing my back and ass cheeks while sliding his slick hard cock up and down and around and around, gently allowing my sphinc...er to get used to what was happening. Of all that happened that evening that is what turns me on the most to this day.When Robert finally entered me he grabbed my hips firmly and simply pulled me back onto his cock. I pushed slightly out with my sphincter and except for a brief sensation like I was taking a shit, there was no pain. Within three. It was like a light turned on in slave’s head. It wanted this to happen to. For the first time it could honestly admit that to its self. So with that thought and new attitude it rewrote its reply and anxiously sent it to Master for his approval before sending it. It waited patiently for Master’s reply. It hoped that Master would see this new attitude and direction it was taken and see that it was being honest in its pursuit of finding someone for its first woman on woman experience. It. She’d probably wear hers. Exciting!Rachael still wasn’t in the bedroom when I returned from the en suite bathroom with minty-fresh breath.With the bedside lamp on low and a small bottle of massage oil ready, I sat and waited, my partial erection waning slightly. Then, bored, I did something I rarely did; turned the television on, sound off, and watched Barbara Stanwyck cajole Fred MacMurray into murder on the classic movie channel. The old black and white movie had an ambiance to it that most. His cock waved in front of me, teasingly bobbing up and down. “Fuck my mouth” I demanded.I didn’t put my hands on him at all, letting him hold my head and guide his dick to my mouth. I opened it for him, protruding the flat of my tongue, he placed the tip of his dick onto it then slid along it, until his balls nearly touched my chin. As he did this several times, I curled the sides of my tongue, cradling his cock inside it and massaging the knobbly shaft. He groaned “Ohhhh..fuck me! That feels.