She pulled the covers off the bed and plunged down onto my soft penis. It only took a few minutes of her sucking and bobbing up and down before I was ...umming in her mouth. Then she turned around and kissed me. I noticed the strange taste of my cum in her mouth.At the time I made no connection between her training session and this wonderful new experience. Weeks later I learnt that, when she arrived home she could still taste her boss's semen in her mouth. She knew that if she kissed me I would. “Let’s not,” she said when the news came on. She was probably right. The news media were biased, ‘nattering nabobs of negativism’ in Vice President Agnew’s memorable phrase, and she always got sucked in. That was certain to cause a fight.“You’re right. I can get it all from the Trib tomorrow.” And the Trib was less biased than the newscasts. Nothing on the news would change anything he did before tomorrow -- well, he could check the weather on the radio before going out the door. It’s just that. In the afterglow Kenny slumped back into the couch while picking up hisdrink and took a big swallow. Jeremy did the same and while he didn'tlike this particular wine was grateful for it. Its bitter dry flavordriving away the taste of Kenny's cum.As they necked some more Jeremy let his short skirt ride up his thighsexposing the green panties and welts of his stocking tops. It had itsdesired effect as Kenny's erection responded with the desired results.Jeremy backed off a bit then while. M’s Master wanted a sucking device, he could use on both her breast and clit, He also was fond of needles and piercing. Two years ago, He had slave branded, His initials just above her ass. The brand had taken a long time to heal, it was angry and red for a long time. He wanted anyone who took her to remember, He would always own her, it was that simple. Master L had carefully steered slave away from anyone who might ask to use her, he wanted to select exactly the right Masters for her tonight,.