At which point, I decided I’d start massaging him again.I straddled his tummy, pushing his soft cock out of the way, and began to rub his neck and s...oulders. They were still thin, but I easily imagined them growing larger in time. I massaged his chest, using my weight a little bit, and trailed my fingers down his arms with a soft touch.Reconfiguring myself, I put my knees either side of his hips and began to kiss him. Just once on the lips, sort of for luck, then his neck, his shoulders, his. Burning desire of mine is not yet fulfilled. I feel like being a slave to someone so that they can enjoy me when I am burning inside.This is one of my burning desires of slavery, humiliation, exhibitionism, public nudity etc. I divided the story in to two parts because of its length. Please bear with me while watching so much porn online and sex chatting with many people by faking me as a girl, I one day felt some kind of girlish feeling within me. I felt myself why shouldn’t I be a girl for a. Then a gr8 idea struck my head. what about having his mom as a guest fucker…he hesitated…and then i fondled his cock and then finally convinced him..i went with my dick out and went infront of his mom… she stared at my 7 inch cock with her mouth watering….but she caught hold of herself and told me to close my zip. then she went back to her household work….and then i went and kissed her beautiful back and hands were playing with her breasts. she couldnt take it anymore. she turned and kissed me. Immediately I rush to lock the door and as I slide down the door feeling defeated at having to devour not only my own cum but another man’s sinks in once again as the taste is embedded in my mouth reminding me that before I found the keys I found four extra tasks. I move to the counter naked except for my collar still and find Mistress orders that she left me but before reading it I go to retrieve the other tasks from my bedroom. Once settled I read my orders from Mistress… “I must say Slut for.