As our bodies begin to work together she started to moan, low at first but as wave upon wave of pleasure hit she got louder and louder until her moans...were echoing off the walls. She rode me harder and harder until she was cumming and her juices were flowing over my dick and running down my balls. I moved her off of me and told her to get on all fours and I began to fuck her from behind. I took my eight inch cock and put it in her hot dripping pussy and I grabbed her on both sides of her ass. A friendly voice picked up the phone and greeted her. “Is this david? This is Marcy, I just want to say…”, she paused for a moment.Marcy’s first impulse was to say that this had all be a terrible mistake, and to please understand that she had just gotten divorced and had a lot to drink when she wrote the email. However, she held her words.In a soft deep voice david interjected, “Yes, this is david. Thank you so much for contacting me. I loved your message. It was so forceful and specific. . My number 2 position is sitting on my booty (I am kinda tall), he is standing, placing my hands on his thighs (or maybe not), and sucking his dick by just using my mouth. Of course most men will hold your head, ears, nose to allow for the deepest penetration possible. Still what man does not want a bitch to deep throat his dick, if he is only 5 inches or even if he is 12 inches long? Again, it is an entitlement. So allowing the man to face fuck or for me to deep throat him further explains why. Susan opened a can of dog food and put it in one and squatted over the other. Steadily she released a stream of piss into the bowl, enjoying that rare moment of relief since she wasn’t allowed to piss more than twice a day. It was one of the rules she followed on her Master’s orders, a Master she had never met and never would. She was slave to a Master who controlled her sorry life over the internet. And Susan was never happier. Ever since she first felt the burning between her thighs as a girl.