" From the moment I speak, Jan is in FULL CONTROL. Jan raises her green eyes to mine. Her expression is set. Time for Jan to do what she loves s...cond only to our bond. This is Jan's time to do the only thing that she will ever admit that she does second best. Her BEST is her devotion to me. As her Master, I am humbled. She stands with ease and transitions to a strict position of attention and pauses. Nuclear clocks could try to count the time of this pause for a milenia and. In the bar which was nice and dim he sat opposite to me on the sofa, our conversation after the first round turned to girls, ass and stuff, indirectly started talking about how frequently we have sex and stuff and especially previous encounters , in that I started narrating a story of how an aunty seduced me when I was virgin, he got so curious, as the story of how she gave me blow job processed, I felt his bare feet touching my shoe, as soon I figured that I removed the shoes, touched his bare. Life continued the same for me jerking off every night in my room the thought of banging my mom. It gotten more frustrating as days passes as what I was doing was just fantasy, not real. But I had to. I can’t be possibly asking my mom for real. In the fourth month mom demanded higher percentage and this time it had snapped me. The frustration and extreme desire of just jerking my cock off on fantasy to the ratio of my mom demanding more money from me in reality made me snapped. I shouted at mom. He pulled his cheeks apart, showing off his willing hole. I pressed my tip down into him. He grunted and moaned as I drove deep into him. My thickness stretched his hole. It felt good inside him. I grinded into him after every inch of me was inside. We were already sweaty in my hot apartment. I leaned over him, he had a strained look on his face. I imagined he was a transsexual, this only excited me more. His small nipples were hard, his tight little body, the way he moaned was feminine. I.