"Who am I?" he says in almost a growling voice."My Master" I say with a wet pussy and weak knees."Then I'm going to mark you" Master says as a he grab... the back of my hair and pulls my head slightly backward. I look deeply into his eyes as I prepare for his hot liquid to cover my neck and tits. Master's golden rain marking his territory.My skins feels so good, my heart starts to race, and my breathing increases. I am in another world, full of emotion, and needing to be used as his property. I. "John, do something.Flip the bitch back." I dunno, this could escalate, couldn't it? Road rage and all?" What road rage? She's a middle class bimbo in a bright yellow FordEscape. You think she's packing or something? For God's sake do... Ialways gotta..." I sighed and flipped a birdie back to her.She scowled at us, then fell behind in traffic as her lane slowed. Islowed down too, just to make damned certain she couldn't pull inbehind me."Oh come on Erin." he said. "Did you have to do that?". “Well, let’s get it out!” she answered, and started tomassage his balls with one hand and yanked his cock withthe other! His dick got bigger and bigger right beforemy eyes, as she continued to rub his balls. Then, acouple of little, white spurts of liquid dribbled out.“NOW, your tank’s empty!” Monica laughed, letting go ofhis now flaccid dick as it flopped down. My head wasspinning. I had never so much as seen a naked guy inperson before. I was getting quite. It was fullcut and was quite tight, holding my penis well concealed and thefeel of it was certainly something I would not forget I waswearing. Surprisingly they also looked pretty sexy!.Next, with a smile on her face, she passed me the basque. Ilooked at it and wondered how to put it on as I had never triedone before. Jenny saw me looking and came to my rescue. Thefront had a white satin ribbon lacing it together and she undidthe bow and let this out a little. The back had hooks and eyesand she.