I can't wait to see what he has for me this time. We live together, my master and I. He sits in an arm chair by the fireplace and I have a soft, fluff... beanbag by the bookshelf. I peek over the edge of my book- I might have been into that story but boy was I more into what I saw when I pulled myself away from it. His chair faced mine at a slight angle, and through the tightness of his bluejeans I could see a bulge. Master ran his hand over it invitingly, raising one eyebrow and gesturing in a. ”Monica with a blue rinse, combed straight and curled in at her shoulders, was tall, powerfully built and upper class, if there is such a thing these days – I firmly believe there is. Her teeth would never have got past first base in the State, they were badly aligned, her top brace full on out jutting. Oth than that, she just oozed high born, wearing a form fitting, olive green, vee neck soft top, which proudly layered over stout and bulky tits, held high and firm, the undergarments frame. He forced more of his fat cock into my mouth, jamming the dark red tip against the back of my throat as I went down on it. He didn't seem to mind the tears running down my cheeks, or the gagging. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it.He watched me closely and then he started talking to me as I sucked his cock. His strong, cruel voice was a steady drone in my ears, telling me to calm down and get over it. He sounded like an expert when he insisted that my difficulties were all in my head. I briefly. Both not looking each other I again put my hand inside her tee this time she did not hesitate, wow she was co-operating wow I touched her nipples I became mad started to squeeze them one by one. Now be both with difficult tried to make eye contact she was afraid so do I.I told her its ok we can do it and pinched her left nipple, she gave me a smile I planted a kiss on her forehead, she kissed me on my cheeks. Now I’m squeezing her breasts with my both hands I see her enjoying biting her lips.I.