“Could we watch Benson tonight, Master Kiwi?” I asked. I hated Benson. It was a dumb show about a black guy who was Lt. Governor. It seemed like s...mething Kiwi and Jenny would like, though. I wanted to get common ground and slip in the Master title. I was not above kissing his ass if it benefited me.“Master? I am no Master. I am just Kiwi,” he said.“You seem like a Master to me. You are in charge of three cunts all by yourself, Master” I said. I pretended to seem cheerful and optimistic. It was. She was just looking like a sex goddess to me. Just like the perfect maharashtrain beauty. She came close to me removed my t-shirt and shorts and then my underwear and took my penis in her hand which was already erect and dripping pre-cum from it. She kissed the tip of the penis and gently pushed the foreskin behind and the kissed the tip of the penis,and then started sucking my penis as if she is eating the ice-candy.I can feel her lips on my penis now it was fully erect with the foreskin. “It’s okay to have sex now. The damage is done.” “BUT WE’RE STILL NOT MARRIED!” Savannah gasped, covering her tear-stained face. “And you’re still a girl! I have to go back to group.” Maddi cocked her head. “Group?” “A purity group at my church. A bunch of girls get together and talk about our struggles with the flesh.” Savannah scooted from the bed and retrieved her panties. “And man, do I ever need to talk about my struggle.” “I see…” Maddi tried desperately to hide her grin. “Maybe I some. He slid his cock forward and in her spent condition she let him take all of her throat, the walls gripping his cock in slippery sexiness. He shot off the last of his sperm, feeling like he wanted to follow it down that beautiful passage and turn her into some kind of a permanent golden statue. He gave his last spurts and pulled back so that she could breathe. He collapsed beside her. It had been rather more of a hot run than he'd expected and the euphoria was so good that he fell asleep on the.