I had listened in on both phone calls that he made to the house. The last time we went to church and he pulled you up close and kissed you on the chee.... I could see his eye’s as you walked away, all he had was lust in them.’ I then told Brandi and Ellen, ‘Why don’t you two wait until Monday and then leave for you place Ellen. Since this is Wednesday it will give you five days to recuperate and you can get your apartment ready. I know two girls with my check book, that I would only see them at. He rubbed his asshole and his balls all over my nose and mouth, he even pushed his hole open and exposed the tender tissues of his sphincter so that I could lick his folds inside.He bent over and sucked me again, pulling my foreskin and balls with his lips and spitting all over. I felt him move his head up and down milking my cock with his mouth and letting a lot of spit run down my balls and ass crack.He kept me really busy making me rim his ass. Then he sat up, muffled my mouth with his ass. I got her to admit she liked pleasing me through her service, and I wondered outloud if that was all she needed to have a good life. She took my question more seriously than I intended. I suspected she had never thought about it, and the idea conjured all kinds of enthralling fantasies. Still, after some delightful signs of confusion, she realised she needed something more. It was a relief. I’d have no problem supporting her if she really wanted to be my full-time domestic slave, but it would. " Are you going to be my sweet little queer bitch?" I asked."Yes!" she screamed and I could tell she was cumming, her body shaking. I kept fucking her through it though."My little femme dyke slut?" I asked, my hand coming down hard on her perfect little ass."Oh fuck yes," she said, cumming again."Say it!" I said, another spank."I'm a dyke, I'm a queer, I'm your slave," she said, babbling and moaning and screaming, "I belong to you, fuck me don't stop."I loved it. I felt a surge go through me as.