Oh God, I wanted him so bad to fuck me.I felt him biting my tit. Oh, I am so wet! I could not control. I moaned, ‘ Oh! Master, fuck me, please fuck ...e.’. His hands were fondling my boobs and it felt so warm and good on this chilly day.‘Not just fucking yet, slave’, he whispered in my ears.He let my hands open and let me touch his manhood. Holy shit! That was so bloody rock hard. Wow! I couldn’t help but started putting my palms around it and stroking it. I heard his moans. Damn it! I couldn’t. With that, she stopped rubbing my cock and put her mouth over the first couple of inches of it. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever had in my life. She held my cock as she went in and out with it with her mouth. Seeing her doing it was something I just cannot describe in words. I wanted her so bad to tell me she was proud of me, or liked my cock, but no....She said nothing, she just kept bobbing on my cock. I could tell I was starting to get close. Do I tell my mom I am about to. I could taste the precum on his cock, I guess he was hoping for this moment. I pulled his ass in just a bit and had a mouthful of cock, I pushed him back, trying to build my courage up. I took a deep breath and pull him in and hit my gag reflex. I pushed him out, Tim said,” your brain is trying to stop this, when you get to that point, rather than allowing yourself to gag, simply swallow. Try it again” I took a deep breath and eased Tim back into my mouth, the moment his big fat head hit the. Holly furiously pushed, tucked and rammed the dress, hoopand tulle into the car until Tabitha looked like a bride from an episodeof "My big fat gypsy wedding": A small pretty face poking out of thetop of a veritable sea of satin, lace and organza! A final check thatall was in and "SLAM," the door was closed.Tabitha felt constrained in so many ways. The undergarments had beentormenting and titillating him all evening. The clasp of the bodice,the weight of the 'chicken filets', the incessant.