Master’s crotch is centimeters away from my face. Slowly, he unzips his pants. I salivate. I beg for it. I want to. I have to."Get your fucking mou...h ready, you fucking cunt,” he says.Master grabs my neck. His fingers press against the nape.I look up at him and say "yes master."“You want Master’s big dick?”"Yes master."“Yes Master what?”“Yes Master, feed me your big dick.”Master slaps me, and exclaims “what was that you fucking whore?”“Yes Master, please feed me your big dick.”Master smiles to. ‘Thanks.’ He replied nervously. ‘Your dad had to go back to work, so kind of catastrophe or something.’ She explained. ‘Oh well I came over to talk to you anyways.’ He said. ‘Really?’ she said surprised. ‘Why don’t we go into the living room then?’ He followed her into the living room, he watched her nice firm ass sway in the spandex pants she wore. They sat down on the love seat and she asked him what was on his mind? So Kevin told Carolyn how he had been working at a local record store and. I grab her legs with my arms wrapping them around and give that pussy a good hard lick and taste. Within mere seconds her hips were bucking and her moans were loud. I tell her to shut up or I will have to gag her. She reply’s I’m sorry sir but that was really good. I reply just wait that’s nothing.So she promises to keep her moans of passion under wraps without wakening anyone. I then stand back up grabbing my long haired black flogger. I grab it like I’m going to whip her, she flinches I. Nevertheless we soon became good friends; she knew she could trust me, and that I had no intention of trying to cop a feel like the other guys. She dated a few different guys, but the immaturity that made her desirable, made her almost impossible to date. One day, I had a fight with my parents about working, and in their anger, kicked me out of the house. This was not unusual, as I lived in a rough area, this happened to many of us, and we often had to stay at our friends houses for a while..