"Answer the question, slut-boy! Who do you please with that pencil dick? And don't say that you please me because I get no pleasure from that little t...y. Answer!" Yes, Mistress. I please me with it." One time when she went on a rant, she took a tape measure to my dick as she was yelling at me. She said it was only five and a half inches and her smallest dildo was ten inches. She said my dick was only two and a half inches around. Shouldn't I be ashamed of thinking that I could please her with. You pick me up, and I wrap my legs around your waist. Our brains filled with pure lust for one another. You lay me on the bed, and kissed me all down my body. You stop at my pussy and kiss my thighs, I moan loudly. This teasing is torture but I'm getting so excited, my moans start to get louder, and I want your cock inside me. You kiss back up my thighs and I know I'm going to be rewarded with your tongue on my swelling clit. You start to lick me, I move my hips and grind my pussy on to your. Society had evolved to no longer being so repressed, being very open about sex. It was very much like society had always been. There were the rich people, poor people, and pop starts were constantly going to rehab. Only it had been discovered 100 years ago that some women were born with a fuckmeat gene. These women’s cunts would be wet and moist no matter how much pain was inflicted on them, even if they were raped or tortured; even if they didn’t want the man, woman or animal having sex with. The sun feels warm on my bare body, but the breeze is cool and awakens my nipples. The bra joins the clothing pile quickly followed by my panties. The little voice is louder now, and it's impossible to ignore its suggestion that this is wrong somehow, but it still feels so freeing to be taking off my clothes alone out in nature.I stand up and close my eyes. A sudden wave of... something... comes over me. I don't know what, but I do begin to feel a little tingle in my most private place. I snake.