But she added that she would take great care of me, and not let any harm come to me. I was so turned on that my nipples were rock hard, and I knew I w...s wet, between my legs.Lynn put a hand under my chin and lifted my head, so we looked into each other's eyes. Hers were full of lust and mine were full of love and a little fear.‘You are very beautiful, Michelle. I am glad I found you.’She explained to me that when I was with her, I wouldn’t just be a sex slave but would be expected to serve her. But even after I'd gotten more used to it, he hadn't really picked up on that fact. But now he would, or else he'd think that this gift was costing me more than it truly was.Yes, he grew hard quickly enough. I glanced up to see his eyes--I wanted to see his face while I did this. Yes, he watched me. He was happy--I could tell. No, it wasn't hard for me to do this any more. Especially not with him so happy.When he kissed me when we were done, I definitely knew he was happy. And when he whispered. I dove in and licked her pussy once again. Creamy white cum and there was a lot of it. After a bit she pushed me away and got up. She wanted a Pepsi and a cigarette. I told her that I still needed to cum. She told me that I had cum and that she was too sore and went down to the living room.I stood there for a moment with my hard penis jutting out. I grabbed a thick towel, folded it and put it between the matresses. I got on one knee on the floor, raised my other knee past the corner of the bed. "Will I see you again?" Already, Lela was afraid she had chased me away."Of course you will," I replied. Lela smiled at me. "Every Sunday at church," I added. "I love to hear your voice in the choir." She stopped smiling. The message was clear. If she wasn't ready to play, I'd send her back to the bench and choose someone more eager. She'd be watching from the sidelines for the rest of the season. I'm sure she was thinking of all the young ladies from church who would be eager to take her place.