I grab your head, forcing my cock deeper in your mouth. I hear you gag and let up the pressure. I see spit in the corners of your mouth as it continue... to bob. You still don't know who the fuck I am! I am sure you are wondering why the fucking mask, and not maybe a stocking. Yet you suck my cock as I instructed, and I am sure you are actually enjoying it. Pleasing me right now is all you seem to care about. I am sure your pussy is throbbing as my cock throbs in the back of your throat. I am. I stared in amazement as she pressed her lips against my pussy and then dropped her tongue deep between my pussy lips for a taste. My whole body shook as she held on tight and she began to lick long, slow strokes with her tongue, moaning as she did so, slowly exploring the flesh of my vagina. It was then that my head fell back and I began to focus on the sensation of having her lick me like this. I was surprised that she was doing what she was doing, but also that it felt so good to have her. He is a nice man who just likes his dick sucked once or twice a week. My kind of guy ! !One day he commented on just how much I love to suck and worship a nice cock. I blushed a bit but nodded yes. He asked me if I would be interested in going to a private club with him some time and meet people with similar interests. I was a bit nervous but told him I would consider it but really wasn't a public kind of guy. He assured me it was very private and he had been there once and found it to be safe. ” “Have you met with John yet?” “Yes Master, we have just said hello. I wanted to send you the pictures before we left the airport.” “Ok then, John knows what I require when you get to your hotel My slut. You have made your Master very proud." He said again. “Thank you My Master, I miss you.” “I miss you too.” He hung up. Master is never one for long goodbyes. I looked at Master John, He grinned and stood up. “Shall we?” He said. He picked up my bags and took my hand, and we walked out of the.