"What is your name?" "You know my name is Kristin," she answered before she giggled slightly. It was what I had expected for an answer. "From now on, ...s long as you are under my control you will be known as Kristy. Kristy The Slut," I said as if it were a title. "Do you understand?" I asked. "Yeah, sure," she said with another smirk. Obviously she was not taking this game seriously or she was testing me, either way she needed to do both. I reached out with what I held in my hands, letting the. It was love at first sight for the two of us. Paul asked me to have coffee with him in the hospital lunch room. We talked for awhile and he asked me to have dinner with him. Of course, that evening we had sex together. It was a match in heaven. He takes care of me and I supply him with endless sex. That's what sugar daddy's need most of all. Sugar daddy's get off with being with younger women. I get off with my sugar daddy loving me and caring for me. It works I know it must seem crazy to. She lay over on the sofa. She felt his cock grow harder in her hand as her lips moved closer to the large black head. As she grew more concerned about his growing cock, she hoped that if she would suck him off he might not try to fuck her. On several occasions she had given blowjobs to dates she wanted to see again but didn't want to fuck, just yet anyway. She felt she gave good blowjobs and always felt it was easier to swallow cum than to clean up their mess… plus guys loved it when they came. Will moved me back slowly to the bed and as I sat down, he pulled his shirt over his head to reveal a deliciously smooth chest and took half a step forward. I was now on eye level with his crotch and what a sight it was. His cock was pointing down and was pushing the top of the leg of the jeans forward. I placed my left hand on the long bulge and stroked softly as I bit my lip and used my right hand to undo the top button. Will was breathing hard as I used both hands to unzip him and slowly.