"I remember my first master taking me to his special room where all good slaves went to pleasure him. I think I was about three back then, not that I ...eally know. He told me I was his greatest creation, the best of his long life's work, and I would be the mother of an entire new generation of sexual servants that would be his best products to offer the few who could afford his price."I suppose he altered my young mind at that point to desire sexually pleasuring him above all else, and from that. "Julie whispered back, just as silently: "Maybe so... But this feels good so good. Doesn't it, granny? Besides, you didn't even drink from the pond." Well, that's true, but this is... highly unusual." Ruth swallowed nervously and pulled back a little, but her hands were still resting on her red-headed granddaughter's shoulders.Julie bit her lip and looked Ruth in the eyes. "Come on, grandma. It's pretty and calm and safe here. No-one will ever know about this. Let's undress." Her hands moved. -WHAT! No, tell them your closed.-sorry gotta go-Emilio quickly turned the sound down as the front door jingled open. Two men walked in, headed straight to the bar. The first was an older man with grey hair, who had a familiar face. He was smartly dressed with a fitted tee and straight legged blue jeans. The flip flops he wore were about out of place in a joint like the Iron Peg, but on this man it was fitting. He projected a suave air of sexy sophistication.The second guy was younger, much. “Holy fucking shit!” he exclaimed. Then he held my head against him for the longest time…I couldn’t breather then he let go and I gasped for air..almost gagging. “suck it again!” he ordered and I did it again and I sucked at it hard and after a short while I could feel his cock getting harder and he grabbed my head and yelled “FUCK!!!” and I could feel a huge wad of cum enter my mouth…it was delicious….warm and thick and salty..then another and another…so much cum! I was swallowing it all.