I noticed that Vanessa was a sexy girl. She is a cute black girl, pretty hazel eyes and a body that is so hot it can melt butter. She has a nice pair ...f tits, which I believe to be C cups just by looking at them and an ass that is like brown soft buns fresh out the oven. I knew she has a bf and I was with my fuck buddy Bianca. I just thought she was good eye candy, and if she was not taken I would definitely fuck the living shit out of her. Today we all went out for sushi and we hung out. And if I gotta shove your face between her cheeks and make you lick her clean, sure as shit I will, I told her. She licked her lips. Then I reckon I best eat her ass out! Just let me pump it full of my cum, I told her. Wont be long now the way this sluts milkin my pecker! Cream my backdoor! Franny moaned. Oh, fuck, gonna cum again! Holy shit. Holy Christ thats amazin! Her bowels hungrily sucked at my cock as she came, wanting my cum, and I was more than happy to oblige her with three mighty. It is all so exciting and each time I have no less than 3 orgasms. Before our next encounter I email Chris. “I have such a strong desire to see your face and to be able to touch you as well.” The reply reads. “I am worried you won’t like what you see & we will no longer be lovers,” Chris replies. “Maybe I should be the judge of that. You certainly know what a woman wants and the most erotic ways to please one,” I reply. “OK, next week I will let you touch & we will see what develops.” Why. He told her to breathe in submission and breathe out resistance. He told her he was her Master.Master. Oh God, yes, I need a Master so badly.Finally, he told her she could consciously forget what he had said, but absorb it all. She didn't want to forget. She needed to remember, because this was what she needed so badly. Still, some of it receded into her subconscious. Orders he had given her that she must obey whenever he gave them again. That was okay. She wanted to obey orders. She didn't.