Unsupervised. He's been a naughty boy of late, bragging online that he fucked his own mother. It's on his status and everything! I decided to keep him...offline for the rest of the week and that means no letting him out of my sight," Pam grinned, but some part of her actually seemed pleased despite her embarrassment."Enough of that, Pam. You'll let him back online when you get home and you will like and comment on his status to boot. Admit to the world the truth. No more hiding it. You fuck your. Saying all kind of shit. I will do what you tell me Master. Ooooooooooooo! Im about to cum. She says. She squirts on my floor. This bitch is on fire. So I tell her to go to the bed room and I tie her up. I take off my belt and whip her across the back. She moans and says yes. I say Who your Master bitch. Crack sounds the belt that now is my Whip. You are my Master. I crack the belt four more times and she is moaning with every whip and she yells and says IM CUMMING and I hear a gush and she. "It has a smell, but not like that. It's quite an erotic smell once you get you get used to it." What sort of smell?" he asked, still apprehensive."A sexy smell," I offered, vaguely. "A manly smell. The smell of male-to-male intimacy."He nodded and seemed a little happier. "In that case, it'd probably be okay. The way you put it – being joined and stuff – sounds kinda weird but it could be cool to find out what it felt like."I nodded as he slid his bilobed cock head past my puffy ring. He was. The pretty dark haired exotic submissive was dressed like a young girl going out to a party in a short cute black dress, nice earrings, classy lipstick & perfume, She was wearing a nice pair of stilettos on her stocking legs, with nice jewelry on. Before she was brought into the room, I ordered everyone to be quiet and that the submissive did not deserve to know how many people she would be shared with until the right moment, so we were all quite when she was escorted into the room. as she.