Scared both of us almost to death, but here we are..." I didn't know your story," Bert said. "I know Cindy's, and Nikki's." Same hurricane that got Ni...ki set up with her Dan got me set up with my Alan." Sort of makes you think of that quote about an ill wind, huh?" Exactly," I said. I looked up, saw Cindy walking across the grass with a couple of other students. When she got close enough to hear, I said, "Stop talking about her. She's here." That one's soooo old and tired, you know," she said.. That’s the way it goes with these calls. He creates a scenario for me, dresses me up then tells me what I should do to him, what he’d do to me. I loves it all but like everyone that’s served a master, I hungered for the upper hand. “I want you to touch your pussy”“I don’t know” I teases, “it’s kind of sore.”“From what?” the breathiness in his voice is gone; it’s clear now and sharp. My opening round is a hit.“I don’t know it just is,” despite my voiced hesitation, I slips my hand between my. I remember this one time we had gone out dancing at a club called Nation, but, that's another story.Watching you dress, I can't help but grow aroused all over again, you long lithe legs that I love so much to touch and caress and feel wrapped around my hips. Your firm rounded ass that I love to caress with my hands and tongue, to squeeze and rub it no matter where we may be. Your perfect handful sized breasts capped by two pale pink sensitive nipples so perfect for licking and sucking. How. At such a moment, I look into your eyes and see how you smile, how good you are.We are both happy in our own way: you enjoy your power over me and sexual pleasure, and I get high from being used, have, roughly fucked like a complete whore. And this is done by my man, whom I love with all my heart, whom I trust, and to whom I completely give my body and soul.I sink even lower and start licking my balls. Delicious, full of eggs, filled with sperm, having an amazing shape and smell. I swallow one.