.. that's not the word. Consistency? No, that's not it either. How do I say this? I love being Master's slave because the role itself becomes my home....It's like a safe little cottage for my heart.I do everything Master asks me to, but the truth is that he takes just as much care of me as I do for him. I hate making decisions, really. Nothing makes me more nervous. I actually will have small panic attacks when I'm faced with a choice. The day after Master took me in, he had to come pick me up at. This is a torture to watch. I always jerk-off while she does it, her hands slowly rubbing a tiny amount of liquid into her breasts, toned tummy, and butt. I want to lick every inch of her. Her skin is glowing after that. I think she doesn’t shave her pussy. My telescope isn’t that powerful to see ( I wish), but I like to think she has soft hair just trimmed to a certain length.Finished with her shower, she got on the phone. Probably somebody turned her on during that call, because she put more. She was riding my dick, positioned Nayana’s ass over my chest while sucking her tongue passionately. She was spanking Nayana’s ass and was cursing her.Priyanka: Motherfucker! This is called a dream fuck. We were fools not to contact Aryan before. Fuck me harder, Aryan. Oh, Nayana, you are such a whore. Your lips are so thick and juicy. You are fucking delicious, you bloody whore. I will get you fucked like a cheap slut in 300 bucks on the streets.Nayana: I am just a trainee, Priyanka. You are. They both slowly moved as Terry walked backwards, and when his knees touched the bed he sat down and she followed him and ended up in his lap."You know in the morning you will need to tell me how you found me," said Terry softly smiling up at her."Let's talk later. For now I really need to show my appreciation for everything that you showed me that night. It was a night that changed my life forever," said Kathryn softly.Soon she slowly pushed him backwards until she was lying on top of him. As.