He might have become my first lover if I had more tact. I had been sixteen then. Now I was more mature, eighteen and on the verge of graduating high s...hool. I should have spent my senior year fucking, but I'd wasted it on chemistry and physics. One afternoon, I took Brad into the backyard through the gate. I had him sit on the swing while I knelt in front of him.I could see the outline of his erection pressing against the denim of his jeans. He wore Levi 501's with the button fly, and I. The slave quickly clicked on to the sender’s profile to check it out. Luckily it had a picture with it and she definitely didn’t look butch. Even though the slave had never recalled being sexually attracted to another woman, it had to admit that this woman was not bad. The more that slave read the profile the more that it knew that this could possibly be the one. It sent Master an email to let Him know what was going on. The slave couldn’t wait to hear what Master had to say. The slave. Instinktiv wollte sie zurückweichen, aber Marc hielt sie mit eiserner Kraft fest. Ihre Kehle brannte, ihre Lungen drohten zu platzen. Panik stieg in ihr auf. Ich ersticke, ich sterbe mit einem Schwanz im Mund, dachte sie verzweifelt. Und da… explodierte ihr Innerstes in einem gewaltigen Orgasmus. Ihr ganzer Körper verkrampfte sich, sie zuckte unkontrolliert, und aus ihrer Fotze schoss ein Schwall Geilsaft.Erst jetzt gab Marc sie frei. Hastig sog sie frische Luft in ihre Lungen. Zwei Atemzüge. Even if it was a dog.I awoke with a start. My body was stiff, I was shivering. Where was I? Then I looked around and remembered. Down in the kennels. Most of the dogs were curled up as well, I heard a faint snoring from one of them. Stiffly I got up, stretched my aching body. “See you later guys,” I murmured and left them.Back in my bungalow I discovered that it wasn't as late as I had thought. And even better. The rain had stopped and the sun was shining brightly. Humming I made myself a.