After a couple of seconds I could feel my first orgasm building up and just a couple of more seconds I could feel it over coming me. Get onto the bed...he ordered. I did as I was told, I always did like it when he gave me orders in bed. Lie down on your back and spread your legs as much as you can. He followed me and without giving me much time to do anything he started eating out my pussy. Just having an orgasm I was already building up to the next one. He was licking my clit, pushing as many. ”“Mmm that feels so good; I want to feel my cock in your mouth.”“I push you onto your back and straddle your legs; my mouth watering with the anticipation of that luscious cock entering it.” By this time, my pussy is dripping wet. I set my laptop down on my bed and slip out of my pajama pants and sports bra. Pushing my laptop to the end of the bed, I squat in front of it and rub my wet slit waiting for the next message. I refresh the page to find that he has responded.“You lower your mouth onto. Job finished we went indoors for our evening meal,"Get yourself showered Roy,food will be on the table in 20 mins".I ran up the stairs to my room,stripping myself off Naked,looking at my Ass in my Wardrobe mirror,I had been paying a lot of attention to my body of late & wanking whenever I had the chance,(Well I,m a Teenage Boi,that,s what Teenage Bois do,Is,nt it).But for some reason I don,t know why,at school,in the showers,I,m looking at other Bois bodies & having to turn my shower to cold to. This is the next level of humiliation for me. However, I found it hot too. The word got back the fire in me. I charged up, was able to release my hands from the already loosened pashmina, and pounced on him.I sat on the bed in front of him doing so. He was lit up, seeing my energy. He said, “Ah, bitch, you are mine. Your perfectly shaped boobs are mine.” Another gross word, that too commenting on my body. Hearing the words, I started to feel wet down again.He continued, “No Scott, anymore.” I.