’ ‘OK, well that sounds great. I’ll give you a call before Sunday and let you know when I’m arriving.’ ‘Thanks for this, Helen, I’m sure...you’ll do a great job.’ ‘OK thanks headmaster,’ bye.’ she said. During the call she’d been absent-mindedly stroking Phil’s shaft and now she noticed how close to cumming he was. His face flushed, eyes screwed shut, his wrists and ankles straining against his bonds and his hips jerking as he thrust his cock through her oily fingers, desperate for release. She. Words were not necessary. Raw desire was all we needed. We both knew what we wanted and there was not a force in the universe that would stand in the way of us experiencing what was one of our deepest desires. She was on her back on the bed, and I was on top of her between her legs. Our shirts were off, and slowly I worked my way down her neck to her hard nipples. I sucked and nibbled on them hungrily like a starving infant, but I certainly was not going to stop there. Oh no. There were much. Mistress Trish and I discussed this fantasy on several occasions. Mistress was very interested in seeing this happen in reality. Luckily, she answered the phone. ?Aha, my little cocksucker? she said, ?I thought you were out of town?. (Cocksucker was her pet name for me, and I loved to hear her call me that). ?Yes Mistress, I am in Detroit,? I said, glad to hear her voice. ?So, what are you doing there cocksucker, are you in a hotel?? ?Yes?, I said, ?and a man is coming over in a few minutes.??A. She pulled out the case holding the disc opening it taking out the disc breaking it in half. I turned on the water turning to her asking if there was going to be a problem? She began undressing and when she was nude she stepped in with me asking for the soap. She washed my back and I spread my ass cheeks telling her to do that as well. She told me I was a pig for making her do such things as she washed my asshole clean. After I finished showering I washed her pussy and ass asking her if she had.