Master raised his hand, and I obeyed. Standing up, I began swinging my hips from side to side, allowing the music to control me, moving my body in a w...y that I hoped Master would find pleasing.He smiled, and relief overcame me. I existed to make him happy.The crowd cheered as I reached up and slowly began unbuttoning my top. I wasn’t much of a dancer, but I knew it didn’t matter - there would be plenty of time to learn. Master was going to want me onstage a lot more from now on, of this I was. A second later I was treated to the feeling of my cock pushing into her tight wet pussy and the moaning sounds she issued as I penetrated her. My memories were interrupted again when I was asked about my job in radio. As I responded I saw a couple of the other teens head to the garage with Sabrina in tow. The question and answer session about my job ended when my brother left the table to greet some arriving guest. I used that break to announce that I needed a smoke and headed to the garage.The. I poured the oil into my hands, wondering where to start.I couldn't just jump for the prize, but I couldn't be happy massaging just her arms either; so I started with her breasts. I poured more oil into my hands.I scooped her mounds up from her sides, squeezing gently -- her flesh just soft enough to fill my hands. Then I changed the motion, lifting up her tits and lightly pawing her nipples. Each squeeze elicited moans of pleasure.Mom, feeling slight pangs of guilt over enjoying sins of the. But you handled it as well as you could. Can’t you take any comfort from the fact that you’re free from him now? We can pursue our plans. You’re free to be with me.’ I hung my head. I realized he had no idea what the consequences were of my confrontation with Dylan. ‘I’m not so sure I’m free. I’ll never be free of the guilt of what I’ve done. I’ve broken a sacred vow. I’ve destroyed someone’s life. Just because I wanted to have a little fun.’ He sat down beside me and put his arms around me. I.