Once, when one of my girlfriends slept over. We messed around a little. Did you like it? Lisas eyes dialated, Yes. Are you still a virgin? Tracys voic... asked from the edge of the kitchen. Tracy was wrapped in a robe, leaning against the wall behind Lisa. Lisa turned around, a little startled. No. Not since sixteen. She said. Ive heard most of what you said. Tracy started. Wanna join us? Lisa started to look at me, then looked back at Tracy. She seemed to be unsure of how to answer. Kat appeared. This was not because they were finished. Don would continue standing there in front of her while she collected herself. And then she would bow to him as before, face to the floor, arms extended, fingertips touching his feet, before looking up at him and beginning to beg:“Please fuck me, Master.”Often they were both so aroused by then that this was all that was needed. But oh, how she loved it when he made her continue to beg for what she wanted, in filthy detail.“I’m your slave, Master,. I had my friends talking about porn magazines or movies, they even didn't mind to share it with me but I to me it was gross.I didn't know why by that time but now I can see the reason.While studying in university I met my first girlfriend. We were young, we loved each other, our crush was beyond our imagination and that resulted in glorious sex. I was very lucky to be her boyfriend because she was pretty, fit, redhead and full of energy. However our sex life was nothing more than the casual. I panicked a bit and stopped still while trying to think what to do. The dog did not seem to expect me to stop and ran into me, knocking me to the ground. I was really frightened at this point but remembered in a flash that dogs like to proove who is the alpha dog and, if you are confronted, be submissive. So, I balled up on the ground and turned my head away from the dog, taking a very submissive pose and hoping the dog would just leave me alone. For a moment, I thought it was going to.