Back to his base. Two more years to serve. He’d spent most of his leave at the cabin with me. There wasn’t much time. He had to leave to make his ...light. Back to his base. Two more years to serve. He’d spent most of his leave at the cabin with me. Helping with the work, sitting in front of the fire, fucking the living shit out of me. Relaxing.I wanted to send him off right. “Let me suck your dick one last time baby” I whispered in his ear as I nibbled it. He smiled and we kissed. Deeply, each. ”I’ve died and gone to heaven,” Master muttered. ”Well, if you’ve died, your cock looks very much alive," Goddess replied. "I am definitely going to get it to fill me up later.”During this banter between lovers, Phoebe was continuing to tantalise Masters cock with her tongue and her hands spiralling up and down the shaft. He was so close to coming. Goddess knew only too well he could control himself. This made for a more intense experience when he eventually shot his spunk into her sopping. " I say to myself.I notice the head counselor for Hillcrest cabin which is for boys, 16-19 walking to the basketball court. His name is Counselor Greg, my pussy’s soul mate. He is at 6ft 1, 195 pounds, A firm 6 pack filled with good definition, short blond hair, he does have a little hair on his face which is not allowed for counselors to have and a good tan. Yep, he looks like the perfect guy for my pussy can have a release. The only problem is, how am I going to get him to notice me? All I. I thought I knew a lot but I learned so much more. I started to use my new methods on Steve. He loved the rubdowns and massages. I learned more about how to enjoy both oral and anal sex. Needless to say, Steve loved the sex as well.One thing that I had noticed is that I was doing all these things for Steve but he didn't return any favors. I would give him oral sex but he wouldn't return the favor, the same went for massages. It bothered me but I kept trying to do my best. I was going to fight.