He starts to thrust, faster and faster and as hard as anyone has ever fucked you. You start to get flashbacks of one of your previous boy toys fucking...you the same way and you can feel another orgasm nearing. Troy is breathing very hard and thrusting faster still. You know he’s close too. Remembering that the camera is on (you’d forgotten all about it), you decide to give me what I want and you begin to encourage Troy “that’s it baby, fuck me. Yes Troy, fuck me baby. You feel so fucking good.. I leaned over and cleaned it off, kissing Max to share some of his load with him. He grabbed my head kissing me deeper and harder. But I knew Max’s game. He wanted me to stay in bed and fuck around some more.“Keep it together, fudge packer. I got a date and you better make me look good. Now grab your shorts and help me.”He groaned, shaking his hard cock at me. “Fine cock sucker, let’s get you ready for your fucking date.” He reached out and picked up his box briefs he had tossed on the floor.. ."It repeated over and over from there.By the third time though I was starting to memorize the mantra. By thefifth time I was repeating it as the video played. Eventually I foundmyself on an auto loop, repeating the words over and over while staringat those online cocks. My brain must have turned off, as I kept this upfor more than an hour.I might have gone on for longer, but Master came back online and told methat I was a good slut. I smiled, immediately thinking that yes, "I am asubmissive. Jesse left me there alone in the garage. I waited another 10 minutes, my mind still overwhelmed with possibilities. I went into the house and walked by the bathroom. I heard the shower, but it wasnt on the normal rainfall setting. It was making a higher pitched thrumming noise, which was the massage setting on the shower head. I knew that Jesse only used that setting for one thing only- for masturbating. She thought I didnt know. On that setting, a concentrated pulsating stream of water was.