” The tightness around my fingers clenched and released in waves, as I continued to lick her, now almost drinking her juices as she creamed out int... my mouth. She gulped on my cock as she came, time and time again, as she struggled to breathe, and this sensation communicated itself to me in impulses of sheer pleasure. Her orgasm was slowing now, but I gradually built up the pace again with my tongue, lips, teeth and fingers, and she once again shook in her climax of pleasure, just as I felt. Over the next several weeks, Sam spent her time running her new online bookstore, researching for Amy and spending time with Amy. They exercised daily on the gym equipment, played games in the Rec room and went swimming. Amy worked tirelessly teaching Sam unarmed fighting skills. Amy always held back her true strength during their training, letting Sam win often when she displayed a particularly good move. Their training often ended up in a good-natured wrestling match involving much physical. “Yes Master!” I said. “Say it all” she said. “Are you a sissy slut?” “Yes Master, I’m a sissy slut” I yelled. And she said laughing, “I can see that!” “If I let you up now, you’re going to remember your place in this house from now on aren’t you?” she asked. “Yes Master, I will.” I said.“Good boy!” she told me, still speaking loudly over the loud music. I couldn’t believe she was putting up with that noise for so long. She leaned over and untied my legs from the table, then walked around and. He fought the sexual urges he was feeling and the uneasiness that he was actually responding to Mac's moment of vulnerability in front of him. He knew if this had occurred at JAG, it would never have progressed this far. But, they weren't at JAG; they were in Mac's place and they were alone.Mac wept and it felt so good to have a man there to bare her heart to and to weep into his chest without holding back. Mac could feel her heart aching as she'd recalled all of the moments and smashed dreams.