Well I assume so’. I jump in quickly and say to Cara,'Well if you want to know the answer to that you will just have to join me for a drink when you...finish'. Cara's smiles and says, 'Well I finish in 10 minutes tonight but I am not allowed to drink here in uniform'. I tell her that's cool we are in the city and plenty of good pubs to choose from. 'You lucky bastard!, I wish I had your confidence', Chris laughs. I tell him that I figure listening to how most guys talk to women and the curved. They lived together and were very close. As we watched the latest wanna be talent on the television. After a while I noticed his warmth while I sat there with my hands behind my head. My girlfriend had a blanket partially on me and her and she had her hands casually in my crotch.It was just enough to give me a little hard on and she noticed after some time and gently rubbed me until I had a full erection. I sat there with my eyes half closed for a time enjoying the sensation and half watching. Then her eyes bulged as I sat up and she got an eyeful of my swollen cock. 'Now, fucking hell, give it here!'Tight liquid silk; that first plunge so hot and smooth and inviting, daring me to just unload immediately. I didn't want that. Whoever did? As soon as our pubic mounds rubbed together for the first time we both wanted it to stay there and never end.Her long legs wrapped around me so easily as I felt her hips widen to accommodate me and before long the mischievour old teenage laughter was. "No, Please Mike let me go. I've learned my lesson. Honest," Brandi cried between sobs."I don't think you've learned anything yet slave," Mike said, with a slap to her ass. "You still insist on calling me by my first name. A slave never uses her master's proper name. You will call me Master. Is that understood?" Mike had followed each sentence with a slap for emphasis."Yes Master. I'm sorry Master," Brandi cried.Mike went back to lubing up Brandi's ass with her pussy juice. The teen would have.