But if I was, she didn't let on. She was on a mission–pleasing me and making sure I came. I had told her I wanted her ass, and she was giving it to ...e."Do you like that slut? Do you like the way your Master is fucking your whore ass?" I asked. I was panting for breath myself from the effort I was putting into fucking her."Oh God yes, Master! Oh please, please fuck your slut whore and take your pleasure in me! Ohhh soo good... ohhh..."I knew at the rate I was going it would not be long until I. “My kareshi. My koishii, your body is so all muscles—tight, hard. I love its feeling. I love this hard thing here too,” she said as she grasped his erection through his shorts like she had done the previous evening.Roger groaned, “Careful, darling, remember what happens...”Suddenly Ayame pulled on the waistband of his shorts. “I want to see more. I see the naked boys in school; you saw all me before and I want to see,” she insisted as she tried to pull on his shorts.“Oh, wow, are you. She was starting to enjoythe curtsies. She wondered why he was doing them so often though. When Mrs. Block arrived she was awed over the change in hisappearance. She showered praise on him for allowing the changes. Hewas afraid to tell her why he'd allowed it. He didn't want her toknow it was only because he figured that was the fastest way to getback to being a man and dressing as a man and watching television. He did the living room carpet, a daily chore. Then she told himtoday was. I wrapped my lips around the head again, re-tasting the sticky pre-cum. My lips curled into a smile, loving his taste. I slowly took in his cock. Millimeter by millimeter, teasing him as he groaned deeply. I took the first four and a half inches in with ease, slowly working my way up. I got to five and a half inches in, until it touched the back of my throat and I gagged. I lifted my hand up and wrapped it around the remaining three inches of his cock. I jerked him off as I bobbed my head up.