I only came 13 times so by the end of the day I ended up cumming 50 times. It was amazingly painful. Since then I only came once. He likes keeping me ...et at all times.When I go home, I must remove all clothing. I must prepare dinned for me and Master and serve it. When he would come home I must wait by the door on my knees with my ass in the air to invite him in. Sometimes we would eat dinner, but sometimes he would play and then eat dinner. I like when he pays with me. He would make me suck. He was kissing her forehead and cheek holding her close to his body. She blinked to focus and slipped her arms around his neck hugging him tight. “Are you alright my little slut?” She replied. “Master, I am sore, exhausted, drained of all cum, totally satisfied and happier than any girl can be.” He stood cradling her in his arms and carried her toward her room as she smiled and kissed is neck over and over as he carried her. As they got to the kitchen he paused and asks. “Whose turn is it to. * Taylor used to party with his friends on the weekends. Now, more often than not, he spent his Friday evenings with a bottle of scotch and a pile of student papers to grade. None of them were mind-blowing. Most were merely adequate. The over-achievers tended to use extra sources, but rarely were able to synthesize them into a single coherent argument. There were a couple of argumentative rebels who tended to respond to fairly straight-forward questions with conspiracy theories about who. The long penis was very fit for the vertical fucking and in few stabs he was deep in her obvious from throwing her head back and also producing a long groan along with clutching his hips. Walter almost ejaculated under the pleasure of strong orgasm surging in him. He removed his hand away, letting his cock jerk and jump up and down intermittently, till the crisis faded off. A perfect scene of vertical sex was on display for Walter to enjoy. Farhan had to keep his knees little bent for thrusting.