The boys did not need any encouragement. They pounced on me straight away – pawing and grabbing at me. They were not interested in any form of forep...ay and just wanted to rip my clothes off.'Stop' I ordered. 'Guys, you can have me any way you like. I'll fuck you in any position and do anything you want. But one condition. I want you to video it all.' I looked at the boys.They paused, then all laughed. 'Sure' Dan said. 'Matt, get your phone out and start filming. Fuck Jill – you're one hell of a. Can you party with some of my friends?”Tyler has fucked me a bunch of ways, but only when I’m passing through his city. He’s younger than me, mid-20s, a bit taller than me, dark-skinned, lean but muscular, not a huge cock but definitely the kind of tool that gets the attention of a submissive femme bottom slut like me.What was weird about the message was how … tame it was. Before, when I’ve told him I’m coming to town, I can’t think of a message that didn’t start with “slut”.Tyler has dominated. I quickly touched my pierced cat and great tit, and finally checked to see if I had a ring. Everything was ready. We went to the parking lot. Several people were watching me. I deliberately made the move of getting on the car so that they could see my cat wearing the ring When I got on the car, I took the initiative to lie down in the crotch of my master's pants to give him deep throat oral sex, because this is my jobThe car drove to the place where I had my tattoo. I found a tattoo artist. I was one semester away from my juris doctor, thanks to some creative scheduling from the University of Arizona. I probably could have finished during the time off, but I wanted to make sure I could devote my full attention to my final semester.I was entering the final year of my contract and the Cardinals had offered me an obscene amount of money to re-sign. Because of the structure of a couple other contracts in the NFL, there was no way the Cardinals could afford to designate me their.