Master woke up suddenly. "God damned fucking Bitch!", he screamed, "Whatthe hell are you doing, motherfucker?"I felt ashamed, but I could not stop. My...Lord and Master, the one who owns me, was upset, and I could do nothing about it!Master stood above me, watching my shameful behavior. I wanted to die. My whole life, my very existence is to please him, and I was failing!Suddenly, I felt his strong hands wrapping around my soiled body. Strong,gentle hands. They supported me in my time of need. He. So when we started closing, I asked her to hang around for a little while. ‘Are you trying to get me alone?’ she teased. ‘Yes,’ I told her. She laughed as though I were kidding. The last employee said goodbye and shut the door, and I stared at Danielle for a long time. Easily, I leaned over and kissed her. A little taken aback, she kissed me back. Then she pushed me away. ‘Steve,’ she said. ‘I don’t think-‘ I leaned down and kissed her neck, then moved along a valley in her neck to her ear. My. She groaned, and her back arched up. He leaned into her again, holding onto her breasts. His cock pushed into her warm, wet slit. My aunt squealed,“Oh fuck!”My aunt then groaned into his ear. Her legs wrapped around him and her heels dug into his back while she put her arms around his neck and kissed him. He started slowly, moving his ass up and down. He stood upright. Only half of his long, thick cock was inside her. She had her legs around his waist, and he was holding her hips. He started. .but man, long black curly hair, tight jeans, and the nasty habit of not wearing a bra did not help my dire situation. I decided I would just beat off to the idea of her--but never go foreward. For the sake of the story: let's call her Lauren. I'd always pump at breaks during classes to help relive my horniess. Making the loud sucking sound under the covers of my bed to get rid of some of my tension. Each week, I'd get a little bigger. Each week, my hard ons were stronger--which, at college.