“Ooooooo…..” she moans leaning against the bed post. Her hand slips into my hair as I take more of her breast into my mouth, my hands sliding up...and down her thighs. I have no idea what I’m doing but her exasperated responses are fueling my desire. “Let’s get more comfortable”. She says as I pull away and follow her watching as she climbs onto the bed. I kiss her ass cheek as it sways in front me with each crawl she moves further onto the sheets. “Stop it” she says looking back at me coyly. Alexa had asked him that."Warren, you know I've told you that most guys don't put so much emphasis on a girl's pleasure. Why do you?" Different reasons. It's a combination. First, I'm that kind of guy, anyway, I suppose. Second, I had a good teacher." He smiled at that."Sophia?" Sophia. Third, when you spend the first three-plus years of your sexual life making love, exclusively with one brief exception, to someone you are totally in love with, it becomes important." You were so in love with. Turning around, I was greeted with a vision never to be forgotten. Hans stood in front of me looking like some avenging angel straight out of the Bible. His jeans hugged his butt, his shirt looked like it has been poured onto him. I could just make out the six-pack that was carved into his torso. My gaze finally made its way up to his face. The look in his eyes nearly made me swoon. Never before, or since, has any man looked at me in such a way. His brown eyes burned with equal parts adoration,. My head bows as I let out a soft whimper."Yes Mistress. I understand."We get through the rest of the morning without any problems, and I make us some lunch. Not too keen on eating three square meals a day, I quickly fix grilled cheese. Mistress has been on me to eat more, so I decided to eat small things. She still isn't happy about that, but it's better than me eating once or twice a day. Doing the dishes, I quickly clean up the kitchen without needing to be told. She walks into the kitchen,.