She gets out and sees all the scrap cars and ask, "you live here?" I laughed at that and say, "no, I live inside the garage on the second floor." I le...t her in but, she doesn't see the car I won from the "Black Widows." She asked "where's the car from the race?" I tell her, "it's a suprise." Then, I lead her up stairs to my room. She takes a seat on the bed and I grab a couple bottles of Coke. "What do you think of me as?" she asks. I tell her, "I think of you as a beautiful and attractive. When he started fucking my mouth again I noticed he had left to go get his friend who was probably in the theater. I did however get to feel his cock grow to its full length in my mouth again. I soon stopped caring what anybody thought of me because right now I was happy just being his cock receptacle. He still kept a good hold on my head and worked into a steady rhythm of fucking my face without ever letting the tip of his cock past my lips. I know I must have been lost in this because when I. Her hands were trembling and jerking as she groaned and wrapped her scrawny fingers around his member. Jerry loosend his tie and rested his arms on the back of the chair stareing absently at her. The nameless slut began working her tongue at a quickening pace. Her left hand cupped and rolled jerrys balls while her right worked his shaft . Jerry groaned and let his head roll back he let wave after wave of hot cum shoot down her throat. “mmm not bad” she giggled wiping her mouth and leaning. The one I agreed to be collared. I ran away from that. Now before you start raising your feminist flags, hear me out. My master wasn't necessary a bad man. No, he was kind and sensitive, he always made sure that I was ok, he provided when we played together. No,no, it wasn't his fault that I ran away. I ran away because I couldn't trust him. I ran away because I wouldn't communicate with him. I ran away because I no longer felt comfortable around him. Life got in the way and I could no longer.