“Being fucked,” I recited.“Do you deserve to be fucked?” Master asked.“No,” I shook my head.“Then why should we fuck you?” Master aske....“Because I have too many holes,” I recited.Master lifted my head with his hand and pulled down my bottom lip, “Tell us what this is.”“It’s a suck hole,” I said.“What is it good for?” Master asked.“Sucking cock,” I recited.“How many cocks are you going to suck?” Masked asked.“As many as you like, Sir,” I said.“Let’s give her some cock,” Master said as he shoved. “You better stand up so I can do the rest”, she said, and I obliged without hesitation turning and facing her with my cock now rock hard and literally inches from her face. Val cupped my balls and began to stroke my cock with her other hand before leaning forward and kissing it. Pulling back my foreskin she began to kiss and lick the tip of my cock before pulling me closer so my cock disappeared down her warm wet mouth. She continued to suck my cock before dropping to her knees on the bathroom. Not so often anymore, but every once in a while, he would find himself thinking back. Thinking back to the way that her dark hair somehow absorbed the sunlight but still flashed and sparkled. Or the way that her velvet soft blue eyes would glow when she smiled that indescribable smile. They had been nothing more than friends, but he had always looked upon her with a deeper affection than just friendship. He kept those emotions at bay though, so that she wouldn’t see the fire that smoldered in. I'd do it myself, but when I went to protect Mary's fine young breasts, I'd be slapped by her mom, and thrown in jail by anyone else."Mary said, "We can wait until she isn't around."Beth said, "Hush girl. Britt you have always had good ideas even if they don't all make billions. What do you think we should do?" Go over to UNLV, and find someone who is studying fashion. Pay her $20,000 a year as a designer after you have her sign a non-disclosure, a non-compete, and anything else you need to.