Whatever the case, I was now too nervous to explore any further and layed back down, stroking myself off to the best orgasm of my life. I was hooked. ...t wouldn’t be long until I was meeting men for sex. Mostly much older men, but not always. They all seemed to love running their hands over my young, fit body, sucking my cock and swallowing my cum. What they didn’t know was that was only secondary to me. What I really wanted, what I craved and ached for was having cock in my mouth. Although I. Even when I was attending a different college, Gabe would control my orgasms from afar, telling me when and how to cum.God how I craved that, relishing in having my limitless sexual interests clamped down only to be unleashed by a dominant partner. It made everything I imagined possible, shoving down the worries of what people thought and replacing my hang-ups with a dutiful obedience. “You may not return today without a condom,” Sandra continued. “Of course, you will need to convince a man to. I was desperate to tell her that, not only did I know that I had seen her fucking my brother, but that it had turned me on more than anything I’d ever known. I was sure she regretted what had happened with him, and over and over I debated the idea of telling her that she had nothing to feel guilty about, that I had even done my best to ensure it had happened by pretending to fall asleep. In the end, as it had the potential to cause embarrassment within the family, I reluctantly decided it would. I went there and I took the towel and moved towards the bathroom and give it to her but I was shuddering with shy and don’t know why. Few minutes later Miss came out in the same towel on her body and her legs were evident up to her knees. I was stunned she smiles and says me to close my eyes so she can raise some clothes. I obey her. After a while she says ok open your eyes. I obey her. I saw she tied her hairs but the water was still dripping. OOF! She was looking fucking sexy in her blue.