He turned over and I lay behind him. I ran my tongue from his balls up to his ass. He moaned as my tongue moved over his ass several times before pres...ing firmly against it. I loved knowing I was causing that reaction so I continued. The entire time my tongue was stroking his ass and balls my hand was stroking his cock. He began to drip and I used the moisture to allow my hand to more freely move over him. I loved the feel of him in my hand, almost as much as I loved having him in my mouth.. .. Whore...?” She added with a slight look of confusion. She HAD read the instruction sheet fully. I could forgive the slight confusion she had in providing her real name. “Pleased to meet you... Belinda.” I replied, calling attention to her mistake by using her given name for now. I was mildly distracted suddenly by a small red blinking light far to the left of my bed. “Master? What is a Whore?” Belinda questioned me while continuing her attempt (with some success) to manually stimulate me.. As soon as she unzipped his pants and took off his boxers, his rock hard cock jumped out, gaining its freedom. She was mesmerized seeing the size of his cock. She grabbed the base of his cock and started to slowly stroke his eight inch, rock hard cock. She leaned closer and licked his shaft up and down, using her tongue well. She then started sucking the head of his cock. She looked at him and saw his eyes closed, his head tilted upwards, enjoying the pleasure she was giving. She smiled and. Main uske paas gaya.uske piche ho kar jaise hi maine hoton ko uske gale par aur haathon ko chuchiyon par rakh kar nipplon ko masla to uske gale se ek karaah nikli-“aaah”.maine chhor diya use. Ye dekhte hi wo boli”are kyon chhor diya?” maine bola”mujhe laga aapko dard hua”usne chumma lekar mujhe mast karte huya boli”are ye to mastaani karaah thi is tarah ke karaah par tum mujhe kabhi mat chhorna”mere shirt ko kholte huye wo boli.phir pant bhi khol daala.janghia bhi.is tarah main poora nanga ho.