How the hell do you know that?! Who are you? She looked angry, and I felt bad for scaring her. Im one of your students. I said. She stared at the phon..., and then looked out into the class, she scanned the room until she finally looked at me. Our eyes locked, and her face turned a bright crimson. Andrew? Andrew Lake? she said. I didnt answer with my phone this time, I just slowly nodded. The bell rang, jolting both of us from our trance, and the rest of the class gathered their things and. “No, I want you master,” I replied.“Then tell him you lose Poser and laugh.” Master L said.“Yes master, thank you for not making me see him again. I would much rather be yours than his. I don’t care for him much.”“My pleasure, slave,” Master L answered.My mind eased some by the conversation with Master L, I went about my daily routine of work and writing, working on a second part for a story I’d written several weeks earlier. A week passed quietly, and I began to hope that Master K had decided. In and out, drawing my flesh with it, in full satisfaction away from my body and then sinking it back into me, in growing waves of absolute passionate sexy delight.Trust me it was fuckin amazing. My mind was racing ahead to trying a banana one day.I was lying back on the bench top, eyes closed, fully appreciating every cucumber thrust and prod.Suddenly Mandy had me by the hand and was urging me to sit up and really spread my legs on the granite. She was on the bench with me. Yeah her body was. She told me it was about time to start drinking and she went and got a six pack of beer out of the refrigerator, she led me over to the love seat and we sat next to each other for a little bit while she fired up another joint! She told me she wanted to sit on the edge of a loveseat and see if she did drink that whole six pack sitting in that same spot while I took turns eating her pussy, fingering her pussy and fucking her! So I got down on my knees and went to town eating her pussy taking my.