“I need you to answer a question for me, Savannah,” Mistress Guzman said. “Answer truthfully and completely. Your continued service relies on th...s.“Why do you find it so hard to please those in charge of you? Take your time...”Savannah’s sobs slowly petered out, and after some sniffling and snorting, she was quiet for a few moments.“It’s not like it is in the books, Mistress,” Savannah said, so softly Master Salazar didn’t hear it at all, and Mistress Guzman had to ask her to repeat. Trying to not be too obvious, I knelt in the warm sand peering through the pale yellow beach grass. Clearly one could see her left arm had snaked it's way into her bathing suit and the motion left little doubt as to her activities. I backed away from my perch in the sharp grass and after peeking to ensure I wouldn't be seen. Still on my knees, I pulled the front of my sweatpants down and drew out my cock and ball sack. The years have taken there toll on my sex tools and my nut sack now. ”“See?” Beth said. “That’s what I mean. He’s making all the right plays – plus, he’s doing it without compromising his integrity. That was what I worried about more than anything else. I, well, you know that I spent time out there before I became a serious student. It’s a different world than he’s used to. There are no real ethical guidelines out there. Everyone just takes what he can get and to hell with the next guy. Philip literally could force any of the actresses under contract to do just. I counted at least three separate orgasms before he even started to get his engine revved up for a nice cum in my ass. In a way, I was glad the other two boys were sound asleep because I was ashamed of my weakness in begging him for more of his ministrations. I was completely hooked on his pussy-eating talents and knew I would shed all my clothes to take him between my legs whenever he wanted.He exhausted me so completely that I was unable to stop him when he hoisted me over his lap and spanked.