Tom walked over and extended his hand, saying, ‘Hi, Bill. How’s everything going? How is Faith?’ ‘She’s doing better,’ and brought them up...to speed with her progress. ‘We want to thank you, Bill, for all you’ve done for Faith. She wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for you.’ There was that pesky knot in his stomach again, as he thought, ‘You’re right. Faith wouldn’t be here if I’d only been more careful. She’d be well.’ Aloud, he said, ‘I only did what anyone else would have done.’ ‘I don’t. She craves instruction and left unattended she soon falls prey to doubts and worries as to whether Master wishes to own her. This evening I will ensure there will be no reason for her to doubt Master’s desire to possess her. In erotic fiction dominant males always seem to wish to turn the females under their control into bimbo sex sluts only fit to service their friends and neighbours. This seems to me to be destructive and misogynistic wish fulfilment. She is my life partner, she stands at. ”“First blowjob,” laughed Ricky.”“Yes,” gasped Max, leaning forward, his hips pumping. “Her mouth ... Holy Jesus, that’s nice. Oh, yes, whore. Suck it. My balls are aching to flood your mouth.”I rubbed harder at my pussy. My thumb found my clit, stroking it as pleasure shuddered through me. It was so exciting to blow these boys behind the school. The warning bell rang, classes would be starting soon. I sucked harder, caressing my pussy, strumming my clit, building the pleasure in me as Max. She gave me a, Did I do that kind of look? I nodded.She was careful not to pull my panties off. I don't know if she was purposefully building up her anticipation or mine but she was savoring the moment. When my jeans were at my knees she caressed my panties with her face before finally tugging on the bottom of each leg of the jeans to pull them from my body.She tossed them to one side and caressed my legs, commenting how soft and smooth they were. She told me how excited she felt every time she.