Yes, I am one of those girls. I have a mistress. I am one of those slutty girls who love to be someone's plaything and be ordered around. For me, it i... not what I have gotten into. For me it's by choice and I just love my mistress. I would follow whatever she commands. So, it was one of those days when my mistress had ordered me to do something for her and, of course, I was gonna follow her command. So, around eight in the morning, I got into my car and headed out. I drove for a while and. Her dark flesh quickly became salty, glistening with sweat. My piss pump penetrated her sweltering snapper with little resistance. Although Honey claimed that she was a virgin before she met me, her vaginal receptacle remarkably accepted my sex piston with ease. I donated to her my full nine inches of Keaton stake, causing her to moan loudly. Atop the dorm room bed, Honey twisted and gyrated her hips into me. She fondled my sack while straddling me with her taut thighs. I. I stood up and looked down at him he was soaked with piss I asked him what it tasted like and he responded by saying I should try some to find out. So I did bending over I stuck my tongue out slowly just in case I didn't like it but it was pretty good. I kissed him again and said that we should get back into bed and make out. We kissed and enjoyed some heavy petting for about an hour before I put my fingers between his bum cheeks all the way to his asshole once I found it I massaged his. I feel guilty because I have not made any attempt to prepare a meal for us. "No, not really; I was able to finish my report and distribute it on email. It should keep the office happy for a bit. How about you?" OK. Angela's fussing but that's normal. Quiet day really. I had the mobile on all the time though. No one called." They'll find you if it was important, I guess." I think back to the call. It had been a woman, foreign. She'd almost seemed surprised that anyone had answered the phone. I.