I bit down on my own gravelly snarl as I came, thrusting deep and hard, my cock driving into her flooded core. My cum spurted thick and hot into her, ...plashing into the milking tunnel of my dear slave’s hungry little pussy, filling her with my seed and making her cum even harder than before. Jess collapsed against the dryer, panting and breathing raggedly as I held her upright while her shaking legs recovered. “Thank you, Master,” she breathed at last, and the last vestiges of her tension left. I agreed. I walked in and we all got comfortable in the living room. She got us some beers. We shook hands. We didn't say much to each other. She put the radio on. She straddled him on the couch and started making out with him. I got a little bored until she removed her shirt and bra. He was nibbling her nipples when she looked at me and motioned for me to come to them. I was apprehensive. I walked slowly. When I got close enough she grabbed my hand and pulled me toward them. I was behind her. How did she know what I was thinking? She walked up to me and unzipped my pants and pulled them and my underwear down to my knees. My cock sprung to attention. She wrapped her hand around my cock and smiled. “Like father, like son” she whispered and kissed me. Then she got on her knees and began to lick and suck my cock. I moaned. If felt so good. Now I had been sucked before but she was an expert. “Oh God it is so good” I moaned. She fondled my balls as well. I was in heaven. Before too long I. When I started the year it turned out that it wasn't just me crushing on people as I had received many secret admirers gifts and a lot of girls numbers. This is what led me to having my first 'official' girlfriend Molly Nichols. She was always the obvious choice for me. Standing at 5ft 5 and filling out nicely for a 18 year old ( she had one of those early birthdays so she was one of the oldest in the year.) We went on to have a successful relationship. When valentines day came around I had.