But not too tired. I belong to you, so..." Well, I'm whacked. I'm for bed." Where do you want me to sleep, Master? There is no cage."It was a kick in ...he gut. Another kick in the gut. "Where would you like to sleep, Dorothy?" I would like to sleep where you want me to sleep, Master." Well, it's a choice of my bed, the couch, or the floor. Why don't we try my bed first? I think it is big enough."I got into my usual position on the left side of the bed and she lay, rigidly stiff and still, next. She found a rhythm she particularly liked and lay on him, fucking steadily, the good feeling growing stronger and stronger."Don't come too quick," she gasped."I can hold out a long time in this position if you want." I want," she purred.She went into an intense orgasm, but controlled herself and kept an even, steady pace. It made her come last for a long, long time, and it still felt good, even as it subsided. She continued fucking him and soon realized she could come again if he held out a. Well this one day in my room, we started to talk about sex. The next thing I remember was he was jerking off and so I was I. I was looking at his dick, drooling. I was still in denial I was gay, even though at 16 the thought of pussy or even a girls tits were gross to me. But I could not longer resist...I asked em to suck his dick, and told em I just wanted to try it out. At first he said no, but then he said, I could lick it. As I moved my head closer, I was hard as rock. I was so. Dance for me beautiful.” His voice was thick with lust and he was glad she could not understand him.Her movements slowed even more as the music changed again, the tempo hot and sensuous. Straddling his hips she ground against him rotating her hips as she slowly gyrated against him. She was so close he could smell her perfume and he took a deep breath relegating it to his memory. Sliding down on his seat he put his arms on the back of it letting her body move above him. Closing his eyes for a.