It was more personal.Chastity walked into the room and looked. My right hand was under water,churning. I blushed.?"Well, isn't it nice that sissy is g...tting her master's dick all niceand clean!" she said. "But don't waste it before you taste it. Thereare two of us, and he only has one dick. Nice dick, though. How long doyou think you could hold your breath if I let you dive for dick?" Chastity..." Mistress," she corrected me. "It's time you called me Mistress."Charlie fucked me that night. In. " Her right hand moved and hovered just above my clasped hands. She moved it back, let it fall to her thigh."Can I show you something?" she asked.I nodded stiffly.Picking up her backpack, Agnes unzipped the main compartment and removed a small, white laptop computer and sat it on her lap. I recognized the Apple logo. Her fingers fumbled at the catch, the lid raised to the upright position, where it displayed a sign-on screen. With visibly trembling fingers she typed in her password and hit the. I was squealing like a little girl begging him not to stop but at the same time knowing he was so deep inside of me thinking he was going to split me in two. He continued fucking me that way, holding my hips and shoving his cock into me pounding away. Calling me his fuck toy, his whore to use whenever he chose, telling me I was a good faggot. He kept the pounding up, really until I stop squealing, then he again pulled his rod from my hole and had me turn around, get on my knees and clean his. I can at least help you get that done before I go, right?" Oh, uh, yes, sure, thanks." Abby stumbled over her words, astonished at her lack of composure. Something about this large black man was making her light-headed, simple-minded. "Can we finish Tyler's room first?" Absolutely," replied Jake and he started off toward the correct room without waiting to be led. Abby found herself following her new neighbor through her own home. A strange sensation, but she liked how quietly authoritative he.