I glance at him his eyes are closed, his body tense! I close my mouth over the pink knob, licking it with my tongue and look at him again He is still ...ost in intense pleasure. Pulling the skin right back, I let his cock slide in and out of my mouth and he starts meeting me with thrusts of his hips. I slide my hand under his cock to cradle his balls and gently squeeze them rolling them in my fist. His breathing deepens and quickens and soon he is gasping. I can sense the storm that is to come. So I just looked towards the kitchen. I was shocked to see a really long thick ponytail. My mothers hair was black,silky smooth and straight going all the way to her ass. I instantly realized that all this beautiful hair was mine, now that my father, the owner of my mother had left her. The realization was amazing. Me the owner of that beautiful silky hair, free to do whatever I wanted with it, to pull it, to twist it in my fist, to drag my slave by it, to yank it to my hearts content.All this. “Not quite Master, it was in here.” Marek saw a slim book at one end of a bookcase tilt outwards. The large bookcase swung silently outwards.Marek’s nose was suddenly assaulted by the smell of decay, he had to steel himself not to retch. He felt a small hand take his and lead him towards the opening and the smell.Marek stepped tentatively through the doorway and gasped at the sight in the small room. The room was maybe eight feet by ten and reasonably well lit. The far wall was occupied by a. They drove back to a location relatively near campus. It wasn’t entirely isolated, but Megan said she liked being watched. So they climbed into the backseat and started to make out. Megan stroked David’s chest and his crotch, making him hornier than he had ever been. David went to slide his hand up Megan’s shirt and met with no resistance - and no bra. But then he went to her legs, sliding his hand under the skirt, and she stopped him. “What are you doing?” she asked.“What do you mean?”“You.