Simultaneously his lips were making mince meat of my vaginal folds and the soft skin. I have a tag of skin there, a remnant of my child birth. He has ...always been fascinated by it and never misses the chance to suck at it as if it was a toffee. No exception this time too. He was at it as usual in the process getting his face all wet from my oozing. I let out a loud shriek almost in pain and had a BIG orgasm. I was shooting streaks of liquid in his mouth. I turned towards him had I lifted my. And one day she told him about a fantasy of hers. And he told her “play out your fantasy for me Jenni, like a good girl.” She did as she was told, she got on her knees and stripped naked for her master. She crawled over to him on her hands and knees, then said “master I’ve been a good girl, please may I have your hard cock” as she kneeled down in front of him begging like the dirty girl she was. Then he stood up and smiled down at her and said “beg me again but do it better or else you will get. ”“I can send them to you by email,” he said.“No,” she said a little more firmly than maybe she wanted to as she continued to put some distance between herself and the guy. For some reason, the idea that he was after her email set off her alarms, justified or not.“Are you sure? It's not a problem,” he said as he watched her move away.Felicity was already turning her back to him. “It’s okay, thanks,” she said. “Have a nice day.”“Good travels,” he called to her.She walked away briskly and only. I was never a ‘jock’ type of guy. My claim to fame was academic not via sports. On the plus side I never had to go to those 12 step AA meetings. I never had to say my name is Thomas Steel and I’m a drunk. My trainers worked on my mental acuity. My mind was exercised. Theyhad me working all types of puzzles. There were card games, Sudoku puzzles, spelling quizzes, and good old cross word puzzles. They also played logic games with me. When they were starting to make progress, I innocently asked.