What his cock lacked for in size he sure made up for in his experience of how to suck a cock. He was able to go minutes without coming up for air, eac... downstroke I was hitting the back of his throat. Finally, he worked his way back up my torso, kissing random areas, stopping at my nipples to suck each one of them and then coming up for a kiss. At this point I assumed that it was my turn to suck him for a bit. I flipped him over on the couch, which was fairly easy with a guy his size, and. I giggled wickedly. “I think she is. Mmm, and you're so hard. Let me do something about that.”“And you're not wet?” he asked as I slipped off his lap to the floor, my hands reaching for his boxers' waistband. He wore his white ones with black skulls and crossbones on it. “I am. And I'm in the mood for pirate treasure, yar,” I said, putting on my best pirate accent.“What?” he blinked as I pulled down his boxers, his hips lifting to help me out.“Aye, matey, I need all the creamy treasure you got. He untied her legs and carried her to the bed. Laying her down gently, he went to the bathroom and got her a drink of water. She was very dehydrated and he had to get her another after she downed the first.She said, "Thank you, Master Peter. I'm sorry that I angered you. I was just lonely since you were gone all week." It's alright, Slave. I was just worn out. I didn't mean to leave you there so long. Why don't you get some sleep now." Yes, Master Peter."Peter took the chain that was hanging. My body arched, and a loud cry of pain was ripped from my throat. Fuck, that hurt! But then the heat came, as I knew it would, and spread all over my skin. My breath hitched. Another swish sounded, and the line of fire accompanying it was drawn an inch underneath the first one. She had done this before! The strokes were too measured and well-placed to come from an unskilled hand. With that realization, I let myself get engulfed fully by the experience. Stripe after stripe was laid across my.