He had seen the natural submissive nature of her body language and ached to claim her as his, to collar her and own that bitch. Mitch had been involve... in a bondage and discipline lifestyle for over ten years and had trained well to become the powerful Dom that he was. He was highly respected in the local bondage community, however underground and low key it might have been. At thirty-three, he was the picture of physical perfection. He often worked out and toned his body through martial arts. She did however have a personality, was smart, and a scent of a woman that got my attention. One summer evening after discussing my students, a requirement for my internship, we went for dinner. After a few drinks, her scent broke my barrier. We explored each other mouth with some heavy petting in her car. She went home, as did I. I lay in bed after stripping nude and stroked my penis. I masturbated for more then and hour wetting my cock with my own saliva deep in fantasy of girls. I did. I hummed, letting the vibration of my voice box travel down, feeling my own voice with my tits as his cock throbbed in horny response. I made sure to scoop my tits together more from the sides so the naked bottoms could smoosh and smother all of his bouncing balls.It was as I felt my slobber drool down his epic organ lubricating my undulating titty-canyon that I was struck with an idea.“Hold that thought!” I said with a horny wink as I suddenly stood, pausing only briefly to admire how. By the time she was finished, I think she had scooped all of the cum back up into her tight little pussy.We all spent a few minutes letting our breathing get back to normal. “Well guys,” she said, “this is a one-time offer: it anyone wants to whip up another batch of hot cream for me now is the time.”I looked at our neighbor and he was already stroking his semi stiff dick for another round. I told her that her secret admirer was working up a second load for her. She smiled and told him she.