" Mmm, I would like that very much master. Having my cum on your sandwich was very good, like you said it was." "Now that you have cum, do you feel be...ter now?" Oh yes master, I do. I have never cum like that in my life. Your dad never made me cum like that ever, and he did make me cum when he was alive to be my master."Mom told me some of the things that dad had her do when he was alive, and what made her horny more than other things that he had her do.When we finished talking, she put the. You tend to be on time.Drop after drop lands on my skin, alternating between my breasts every half minute. I lost count how often it did that. I'm shivering, and my tits feel hot and swollen and have started to pulsate. The candles have burnt down quite a bit, the drops getting closer and closer to my erect nipples. I moan quietly, and I futilely try to alleviate some of the strain in my arms and legs. How long has it been? A short burst of panik runs through me, what if something happened to. "Alright, time to poke the bear."Out of the bathroom I went, returning to the bedroom for the next choreof the day. It was the most annoying, because it was the one that mademe wake up first. After all, if I trusted my friend and bunkmate,Spencer Miklos, to be the first one up, we'd sleep through work at leasthalf the time.Stepping up onto my bed, I reached into the top bunk to give the big,meaty, mass that lay there a healthy shove. "Wake up, Spence! It'stime for work!"The only response I. Her hands were hesitant and unsure. She clutched me to her initially, then began inexpertly trying to duplicate my own actions.I eventually broke off the kiss and took her in my arms, carrying her up to her room on the third floor. Our make-out session continued as I held her, so I moved slowly, careful not to bump into anything.When we finally reached our destination, I lowered her to the bed and knelt before her on the floor. I quickly pulled off my own shirt and then batted her hands away.