Their idea of a suitable man and hers were widely diverse. Meg had a streak of wild woman in her, cultivated by stories her aunt Melvina told about th... prohibition years, and the gin mills and dancing with men who pressed themselves against a girl in a way that made her want to do unseemly things with them. Aunt Melvina had an old box of photographs that she kept in her closet and one day Meg got into them. At the very bottom was a picture of her aunt at about age nineteen. She was standing in. Seeing her ass lift off the seat with each plunge of the intruder was boiling the cum in my balls. After a couple of minutes of this I told her I had a gift for her and splattered her flat little tummy with spurt after spurt of my cum.Well my slave passed that test. I had thrown something out the window to make the sound outside her window, and she continued to perform thinking a stranger or someone was watching her. The second test was at a motel. We were playing, she was blindfolded and I. . maybe ... half an hour.” Heather said, dodging the question.I wasn’t sure how Heather was going to swing this, but I knew she had a plan. I did as I was told. Took a nice hot shower, made sure I looked good in the mirror, did my hair, you know, normal stuff for a guy trying to impress a girl. I headed to my room and got on some swim trunks. I tried to prepare myself mentally for her, but I found myself a bit nervous. I came out of my room, clothed in swim trunks and a t-shirt, to hear them. “Oh god that’s amazing!” I thought, “God damn I didn’t do anything and she’s already about to cum?!” I started thinking, “I wonder if she will let me fuck her. Then I’ll show her what Cumming is!” I stood up and pulled my shoes off, as well as my pants and boxers. I turned in front of her as she sat on the piano bench. Once again she firmly grasped my cock but then she also bent over and took half of it into her mouth. The feeling was astonishing! The first time in my life my cock entered.