I didn’t move. I just focused on my breathing while taking in all the sensations. Sir asked slave a question but she didn’t hear him. She wince... a little as a crop smacked her inner thigh. The crop was Less tingle, more sting and more heat. You ask the question again. “Whose property, are you?” he growled, slightly annoyed she didn’t answer last time he asked. “yours, sir.” She replied quickly. “louder.” He spoke. She could feel the riding crop slap her inner thigh again. She gasped as. Erin pulled back, the white stuff dripping out his mouth and Travis blushed. “I didn’t know you were going to do that.”Erin wiped the stuff from the corner of his mouth then licked it. “Your cum tastes a lot better than mine.”Travis chuckled, “Uh thanks?” But it had been a question.Morgan jumped and just about screeched when her Mom called them down for lunch, she ran for her door and cringed when slamming it shut by accident. They could have heard that!She heard Travis and Erin walk out the. He was still cumming when the fat white boy came into the bathroom for the third time that night. Neither one of us stopped what we were doing. The Mexican was cumming and I was swallowing. Ignoring the white boy, the Mexican pumped every last drop out of his pulsing cock, and finally released my ears. The white boy was standing at the urinal, his dick out. I squeezed out the last of the mexican's cum into my mouth and sucked him til he finally pulled back. Without saying a word, my partner. ” “Yes, Master,” Suzee said, a broad smile on her face. “About that smile on your face. I don’t know if you realize what’s going on in my mind. I’m not sure that I do. But I do know that I will be exploring what’s in my mind. And you’ll be right there with me. That is, if you want to.” “Want to, Master?” “Direct question. Do you want to serve me? Serve me in the same sort of way you served your late husband, my late b*****r. Serve me as I wish you to serve me.” “Yes, Master, I wish to serve.