I finished up my design work for the evening and went in for a drink. Diana was in the kitchen preparing supper.“How was Wendy?” she asked.“Oh, ... think she was OK.” I replied“No, Master, how was Wendy?” she stretched out the ‘how was’ meaningfully. “You don’t think you can clear up so that I don’t know do you?” And she laughed.“No, slave Diana, I don’t think I can. Come here.” And she came across to me. We hugged and kissed for a few minutes.“Do I get an answer, Master?”So I told her all about. You slide your fingers down to your pussy and feel yourself dripping onto the carpet you decide it's time to show me how wet you are you stand up in front of me and slide your fingers over yourself, glistening and slushing with your juice you suck it of your fingers and kiss me as I get my first taste of your amazing pussy! You slide your legs over me as I pull to grab you and slide my cock into your perfect pussy but I can't! I am still tied up you have all the power! You start kissing me and. Yes perhaps a full pint of ripe reproductionsperm was acting up yet I couldnt stop myself from greedilygulping each new load of lost virginity! Little did I knowthat each cut of basket was going to be given to me as a keepsakerememberence and reminder of my virginal gay victims.Yes some would no doubt love the hot same partner act so much,that they would forsake the available females of the tribein favor of becoming a basket blow boy just like me. So as I made my way down that long line of. I held back my excitement.“Yes, I don’t have anything to do right now.” The thought of being tutored by her personally made me feel all sheepish and I wanted to burst into a giggle. I showed her my work and notes.“Oh you’re to the part where you have to memorise formulas and apply them to graphs huh? See that point there… that’s what you want to find, the melting point. This point is the boiling point. You have to find the maximum and minimum value for the equation.”“Oh, I get it now.” The.