Then I looked at him in the mirror and saw his sex-grimace as he pumped me hard. I knew he was going to flood my ass with cum any second. I let go of ...he mirror with one hand and complied with his command. I grabbed my lotion-slicked cock and stroked myself in unison with his pumps. After only three pumps I was going to cum. I knew I would not let myself stop until he’d pleasured himself with my body, but I also knew his orgasm was coming quick too. In a split second I realized that he was. .She smiles as I see her check out my ass [no plumbers crack, I hope] and reminds me to come and see the one final item that needs work at the end of the hall. She leaves and I can hear that she is far enough away so I can sneak one more sniff. I flush the toilet a few times and find no wetness or leaks.I walk to the end of the hall and innocently look in the open door to my right…I see a beautifully decorated bedroom with a big fluffy bed and my customer-lady laying there! Her jeans had been. Zach and I ended up having the same math class. He was a year younger than me though and something about smart k**s was just a huge turn on when I was a junior in high school. On top of that, we sat right next to each other. I learned nothing when I was trying to see that small of his back when he leaned forward perfectly in his desk. He started talking to me. 'Dude, we're wearing the same boxers.' I gave him the weirdest straight guy look I could give. Zach was a guy, he was metro, at all. So. Iquickly untied them, and let them up. When I walked into the kitchenthey followed. I had them get on their knees and talked to them."Today will be different that the last few days." I told them. "Todaywe will act as tho everything was usual, and we may even go somewherefor dinner. How's that sound to you?"They looked at each other and Cathy replied. "Whatever you desire ourMaster." OK, let me put it this way. Until I call you 'Slave', there will be nomore master, or anything. You will both go.