Don’t swallow if you don’t want to, but don’t stop sucking me until I tell you to. Hold the end of my cock in your mouth and stroke me. Suck har... when I cum. I’ll tell you when you can stop.”My orgasm crept up my body and I humped Mrs. Roth’s mouth harder. “Fuck, that’s good! Gonna cum in your mouth! Yeah, cum in your fucking mouth! Ahhh, fuck-fuck-fuck!” I came, sitting in my best friend’s kitchen, shooting my sperm into his mom’s very unwilling mouth! What could be hotter?I kept Mrs. Roth. Myles had barely said anything to me and I had only spoke like one or so words since he had picked me up. I was starting to feel that maybe this was a bad idea. Once I was done getting ready I walked toward his room. I stopped at the open door and looked in. He was already under the covers in bed. He looked up at me and smiled. It was the first time I had seen him smile since he had picked me up. I could not help but smile back over at him. He pulled the covers back and I stepped towards him. I. She quickly fastened it around my neck. As she did I became even more excited by symbolism of the collar. After checking to see that it well secured she simply said "It's time bitch!" and then led me on towards the garage by the leash. I felt my pussy tingle. The thought of me, a professional woman being owned by another person greatly excited me, leaving my cunt moist and needy.My heart was thumping as we entered the Garage, it had been set up for the evening carefully; on the far wall. Most of the time we wound up in the back seat of his car, my skirt and his pants off, fucking and fucking. We loved to be screwing in the car like oversexed teenagers, and I loved having his erect penis sliding in and out of my wet twat, balls slapping heavily against my ass and then the feel of his copious semen ejaculating in and running out of my hole. Occasionally, we would want to do something different, so instead of fucking in the car (he normally parked the car to the back of the.