The other boys had noticed that Serge seemed to have an ‘in’ for Terry since he seemed to be punishing the boy every day for truly minor infractio...s of the camp rules, but surprisingly Terry never complained about his treatment. Of course, the reality was that, by this point in the summer, Terry would never dream of complaining about any of Serge’s punishments because he knew he was the Man’s fuck-bitch and, as such, the Man had every right to treat Terry however he felt like.Terry had been a. I would love to lick your asshole,” I said, then stuck out my tongue.Lynne lowered her ass to my tongue. “Lick it!”I ran my tongue all around her sweet asshole. “Mmmm, feels good, my fuck toy,” she moaned.I continued to lick all around her asshole for a few minutes. Lynne got up off my face. “Sit on the Futon. You get your reward now,” she said, standing up.I got up and sat on the Futon. Lynne walked over and dropped to her knees. She leaned in and lightly licked my shaved balls. She. He pulled his expensive dress up to his waist and pulled his panties down to his ankles. He sat down and smiled as he looked down at his shapely knees and his high-heeled shoes. The absence of the male appendage gave strength to the belief that he was not dreaming about this. Relieving himself felt much different than as a man. It was more like an enjoyable "tinkle" sound rather than the forceful jet of fluids bouncing around the toilet bowl. Turning off the light and opening the door. "Let me see your nipples, Tiffany." What did you say, Mr. Blake? Tiffany gives me a stern look as her right hand slips down the inside of her skirt to her panty covered slit."Please let me see your nipples, Tiffany." No Mr. Blake, you did not ask nicely the first time. You will see them and much more eventually, if you behave."The disappointment on my face made Tiffany giggle while she rubs her slit. I could see that she was fingering her pussy, the soft moans were getting louder and her.