She had chosen a pair of short jean shorts that had a slot for her tail in the back and a black top that had a small band that went around the waist, ...he bottom of the top flaring out in small pleats much like a skirt would. Giggling and happy with the look she takes a deep breath, double checking that she had everything, keys, phone, wallet, purse, it all seemed to be there as she blushes biting her bottom lip. “Well here goes nothing.” She mumbles. The two of them had planned to meet up. In her heart, Tammi is joyous, but at the same time, she cannot help but wonder why Brandon and Tracy would be so willing to spend money on an orphan. This is not how the world she knows works. These two are strange beyond compare.A day later, they are speaking with a talented, young Master who is in need of money and students. After some haggling, they agree on a price for training Tammi for a year. This will include room and board, though she will have to do chores as well as part of the. Left behind, my phallus still ramrod straight and hard, I resigned myself to a remainder of the night, most of it likely sleepless, of blue balls. It was not that I hadn’t been warned. And that this would be my ongoing lot if I was ever so lucky to be allowed to continue on. And I so wanted to continue on. I had experienced real joy and happiness this night. The joy of giving and having it be happily received. And I wanted to give so much more. To her. I now knew it could only be to. So I assured her as I fucked her pussy,"I am going to make you feel so good, Fatima, I promised I'll take it slow".Not wanting to ignore anything, my hands crawled up from her big waist to her firm 38D tits as I fuck her on the same bed they did. Her firm breasts were melting in my skilful hands and her nipples got hard within seconds as I circled them ever so lightly with my fingers. The only thing I could hear now was her moans. With every stroke, I made sure I pulled all the way out, then.