It's been two years and we've played fairly nicely, we've done things.. your way

 “sorta” but now, we will play My way.






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**Slave:** Yes ma'am!









 







**Mistress:** 


First thing you will learn is protocol. I think it's time you start taking that seriously.


 



**Slave:** Yes ma'am









 



**Mistress:** Ma'am, yes Ma'am, Ma'am, No, Ma'am, and of course Ma'am Thank You Ma'am, and Ma'am Please Ma'am - always delivered like that. Is that. ”“Nah man, I think they're in there messing around.”“What really? Not them, it took them two months to stop being jealous of each other.”“And now there in there making up for lost time.”“You have a weird way of piecing stuff together man you know that?”“What do you call what they did at the bowling alley?”“They only did that so they could win the bet, that doesn't count.”“Yeah I guess, It'd be hot though if they were doing something.”(meanwhile in Stephanie's. Her teeth clenched, and her eyes locked on his cock stroking her, she gasped, "Fuck me hard."Morgan pounded her pussy mercilessly, his flesh colliding with hers in a fast chorus of loud smacks. Her almost pained expression and the sight of her firm tits bouncing in a jerky rhythm spurred him on to even greater efforts. "I ain't pulling out. You're getting a load of cum up in that pussy," he grunted as he continued to thrust."Oh," she moaned, "I want it. I want your hot cum inside me." Filthy. She thought he was cute. And then she danced a slow song with him and felt just how much she had affected him. All it took was a little push with her loins to find out that the rumor about his size might actually be true.His cuteness, supplemented by her curiosity about what it might be like to be with a “big” man - she’d never had a man who was other than “average” in her opinion - was what led to her taking him home that night.Phil was big. It happens. Proof is available because those guys.