What a sight, Tim’s chest covered in is own spunk.I knew I was getting close, so I pulled out of Tim’s mouth to give myself a chance to regain con...rol. I scooped up some of Tim’s spunk and feed it to him. His lips clamped on my fingers as he sucked them clean. I feed him all his cum on his chest and throat, Tim’s one sexual slut, I love it! I watched Fred and Tim going at it and I reflected on what I had just experienced. I had my very first deep throat and spit roasting of a bottom. There was. ***It was Karen who suggested Michelle contact Eshe if she wanted advice on making girls, 'receptive'. Michelle was dubious but found Eshe's number in the Firm directory on her phone and pinged her a message. Five minutes Michelle received a response. ‘Sex, weight, height, ethnicity?’."Cool," said Michelle, typing out the details. ‘Okay. Where are you now?’. Michelle gave her the address. ‘Stay there will see you in about an hour’.Eshe arrived, handed over a clear plastic bottle of 5 capsules. We pulled up to my new log cabin, and I could see by the look on Rachel’s face that she was thinking” there is no way I’m not fucking this good looking rich guy tonight”. I felt the same way, there was no way I didn’t want to fuck my skinny western honey tonight. We sat in the living room and I got a beer. Rachel shook her head in disgust and went right to the bar and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses. She said beer is for pussies as she handed me a shot glass and filled it with. Blue Eyes gave me on my bottom. I remember the throbbing it caused in my pussy. I am drawn in, no longer thinking of this as porn, but finally understanding what “training” means. So lost in the images I don’t even realize that my hand in buried deep inside me until I start cumming hard. Oh how I wish my phone would ring! I have his number, maybe I should contact him instead of waiting on him to call me. So many times I pick up the phone and put it down. If he really is a Dom then my calling.