She asked me all the details in depth. Like, “how did you proceed? Or if someone wanted to take a massage from me. How would I do it, privacy aspect...s, fun aspects etc? She seemed genuine and told me that she always had a fantasy of getting her full body massage from a stranger. And hopefully further exploration from there if all went well.I was patiently explaining her everything and it was like she was patiently noting down everything but never did I know that we were gonna meet soon. Suddenly. I had slid naturally into the social role usually imposed on women - I felt meek, submissive, passive, and pretty. My only power was my sex appeal (and that is a very flawed, limited form of power). I did the only thing that felt right at the time; I stood there quietly trying my best to look cute for the person I wanted to attract. I suppose it worked because after a moment of devouring me with her eyes, my tall domineering girlfriend came over and started feeling me up. She ran her hands up. I could tell that is was a little ruff for Kari to open up to me, but I think telling her about how I m*****ed my own father repeatedly, that she felt safe sharing her past with me. Nothing could be as bad as that. I really missed my dad and was surprised that he still hadn’t called, especially to see how my first day of school was. That was just not like him at all, even if he was on a moose hunt. The next day we woke up early and were ahead of our day, instead of rushing around like our. ” He punctuates the tatement by taking me again, down his throat. I hear him whimper then gag again. Then he is sucking me again, I can hear the sound his saliva makes filling his mouth as he sucks and strokes. He rises up and spit in his hand. Then he wipes my dick dry. “I want to make your come, will you come for me?” “I want you to make me come now. Suck my cock and make me come.” His mouth returns to my throbbing cock momentarily, and then he looks up and says, “I have a little surprise for.