Ihave to this day never seen a guy cum as much as he did.I felt my pussy leaking as I slid my hand up and down hislength.To keep it short, we would me...t under there at least oncea week and I would jack him off. He never tried to touchme, he was satisfied with my hand jobs. Now I said he wasan old guy. By that I mean he was definitely old for me.He was around 50 or so. He loved it especially when hewould sit and I would kneel before him and wrap both ofmy hands around his monster and stroke. What she had done was supposedlyimpossible! Diana had thought the idea up a few weeks ago, and though itwould be a fun way to train a slave, expecting him to always fail torespond properly when ordered, but for me it had worked! Stephanie justsmiled and listened. She thanked her for showing her the technique andtold her sister that I was truly her slave now, and that no one elsewas to order me about without her permission. They all agreed that thatwas an appropriate reward for training me. “We could go up--” Alex stopped and pointed, but I was too much of a robot and kept plodding on. “OK. Do you still have some clothes for me to borrow at Gene’s?”“I have my change for tomorrow,” Max said.“Sam?” Alex asked.“It’s bad enough you want to--” Sam shook her head. “Yeah, a sweater and a pair of jeans. You’ll wear your bra again.”“How tight’s the sweater? Maybe she doesn’t?” I smirked.“Not show-off tight,” Sam said apologetically.The wind kicked again. Max’s coat was rippling. There was. Me wahi stairs par baith gya or usase bat karne laga kuchh der bad wo boli ki tum ab aa sakte ho.me jaldi se upar gya or sidha uske flat me ghus gya usne door open kar rakha tha.mene use dekha to bas dekhta hi rah gya usne red color ki nighty pahan rakhi thi or she was looking damn beautiful.Mene use jor se hug kiya to usne mujhe dur hata dia or boli promise yad hai na or usne door lock kar diya.usne mujhe bedroom me baithne ko kaha or wo kuch kam karne lagi me utha or use dekhne laga pichhe se.