I stripped. Naked I started into the living room. He was on his couch, now shirtless. ‘Crawl over to me’ he instructed. I went to my hands and kne...s and crawled. ‘Your my bitch. Understand?’ he said. ‘Yes.’ I replied. He slapped my face. ‘Don’t you know that you’re supposed to call your superiors SIR?!’ he asked, no, he demanded. ‘A AH, Aaah, yes SIR.’ ‘Good bitch!’ He stood up, ‘Strip off my clothes’. I removed his shoes and socks. My hands went to his belt and I lowered his pants, he wasn’t. This one ad I saw, the guy was wanting his dick sucked. I was very horny anyway and thought I'd see if he wanted to come over.He wanted a glory hole, but I told him I didn't have one. He said he has never had a man suck him while his face was in view. I just explained for him to come over, sit back and relax and watch an x-rated flick I had of the ex-wife.After a little chat, I started to undue his belt buckle. He then helped and slid his pants and underwear down to his ankles.I knelt on. Whatever, being honest, we were naughty and no matter if we never did it again, it couldn’t change the fact that we did it.”“Just the one lad, then? And was he sixteen?”“You’ve got the age right, sixteen. But it wasn’t a lad... it was a young woman.”“Oh. Really? Who was she? Did I know her?"“Yeah you knew her: it was Ann. One weekend she stayed at my mum and dad’s house while her parents were away. I can't remember why they were away — some sort of family tragedy, I guess — but she stayed over. If I remember right the mother was a real estate agent who does very well for herself, nice car, good home, and great taste in clothes. Of course she was a great looking MILF with double D size tits ok waist and a ass one could play with for hours. When she wears those skirts of hers all the men look hard at her long legs that we all thought ended in heaven. I watched her move around her room bouncing those nice size tits of hers, I do my slow stroke thinking just how good it would be to.