He'd taught me well. "That's a good slut. What will you do if he notices it inside you when he fucks you?" I got nervous. I hadn't thought about t...at. "I'm not sure, master. What should I say?" "You just tell him that you're REALLY excited to see him. Make sure he licks your pussy before he fucks you. And find a way to record it all. I want to watch him fuck you while part of me is still inside of you." "Yes sir. I will sir." I replied. With a "good girl" and a kiss, he then left. She lay alone, abandoned, deserted on the cold coarse carpeting of her floor with no one to hear her plea for help. Roger stood slowly, dreams of collage a high powered career, a normal adolescence fading away to dust, tears clouding his eyes he moved to his desk withdrew a pad of paper and his pen and wrote! He wrote to ease his soul and voice his anxieties, his regrets, he wrote the essay of one who is desperately in need of help but has none save himself to find the enlightened path: ‘No way. I licked her pussy. I was hard as fuck even though the cold air was freezing my bollocks off. It seemed that my mother was giving me everything I had ever wanted and more.I licked, sucked and pushed my tongue into her cunt.“I want you to lick my clit, lick it with rhythm and I will show you how to cum in one minute,” this time it sounded instructional rather than demanding.I flicked her clit just how she wanted and then settled down to a steady rhythm as instructed.“One minute from now,” she. She asked me what bet. I said anything but will tell it at the end of the game.First race I lost intentionally and asked her what does she want me to do. She said youll cook me dinner tomorrow night. I said ok.The next race I won. She asked me what does she has to do. I wanted to ask for a kiss. but was scared. I said I will tell it later. She was keep on asking me, but I somehow managed and didnt tell it.Next day I went to office. She called me from home and asked me what was the bet, what.