"Yes, Master......what?" He asked it with a commanding tone that sent an erotic quiver coursing through my little penis as well as my......bowels? "Ye..., Black Master it's important for a sissy to learn how to best please her man." He grinned an evil, iniquitous smirk. He loved the control he had over me, plainly. His own erection throbbed again as a charge of domination surged through him. I was awash in confusing thoughts, unsure of what these feelings or my responses to Black Master meant. “Tom” said Tom’s father. “Spin that dial. Your mother’s decided she wants a go after all. She hates to think she is missing out on anything!”Tom smiled at his naked mother standing on the Twister mat then he gave the dial a flick with his fingers. Before long Hank and Lynn were completely tangled up over the colored dots and unable to move no matter what combinations the spinner produced. Lynn gave a sudden squeal of fright and pleasure as Hank’s penis squashed hard down into her mouth when the. Since it was friday evening, most of our colleagues had already left. Nikita was also not on her desk so I fearlessly started about our sex chat. In fact I never knew when nikita came and was standing behind me. I was chatting, occasionally rubbing my dick in my jeans…completely lost in lust. Just when I was taking my hands off my crotch…my elbow touched her thighs. I startled and looked back. Nikita was looking at my chat window, reading every word what I had written. I had shock of my life. I. Now, wasn't his story a hell of a lot better than mine could of been?" OK, Bill. Ya're right 'bout that. I guess I ain't mad at ya, after all. Anyway, congratulations for fallin' in the cesspool an' comin' out smellin' like a rose, again."We all laughed and talked for a while and I bought a round of beers. Even Walt joined in on the celebratory liquid refreshment. Sometime later, we walked out to the street in time to see a couple of yahoos riding fast up the street and shooting off their.