But this morning, she doubted things would go well for her; still, she tried to stay light-hearted, ?Good morning Master,? she chirped, a playful smil... on her lips, ?I trust you had an enjoyable evening?? Master Kyle glanced up at her and snarled, ?I think my head?s going to explode?? ?Well,? slave shrugged, placing her hands on her hips, ?I guess that?s what you get for drinking too much, Master. Just how much did you consume anyway?? ?Cheeky bitch,? Master Kyle muttered as he stood, a little. I had been having spontaneous erections for a while and nothing had happened like guys at school would say, “rub it and you will shoot a load of cum.” Well that never happened to me but that didn’t mean I didn’t try.The other change I hated was pubic hair. It seemed like I went from little boy bald to a full blown patch of kinky hair that I thought looked gross. While in the basement shower room one day I noticed my mother’s blade razor on a little shelf. I knew she shaved her legs with it. I watched for a couple moments till he finished parking, then got dressed and left to go see kf he wanted any help setting up. We finished setting up quickly and he invited me in for a drink. His rv was a bit larger than mine, with a king size naster bedroom, with 2 baths, and a very comfortable sitting/ dining area. John went to go take a shower and I made a couole drinks for us. When he came out we had a drink and he told me about a couple people he had met locally who were always interested. I was now fucking her long and hard and deep. There could be no relenting. I wanted to fuck her hard and fill her full of my cum.I could hear the soft whimpering from her lips. I had her, I was taking her.I felt her start to arch her back, to grip my cock with her pussy, the contractions getting stronger. I held her, she was strong but I am stronger, I controlled the movement. My cock was pounding her pussy, fucking her. The whimpering was now moaning. It was cries of "Fuck me, fuck me!.