” I squeal, as I start jerking him off with my tight cunt, bouncing and bouncing on him in an increasingly steady cadence. I almost forget myself be...fore I look down at my hot daddy and realize he is awake, staring at me with a confident dominance. It turns me on as I look into his eyes and arch my back and begin to ride him like a slutty little schoolgirl. As I glide my slippery hole up and down his thick shaft, I lean forward to kiss him. I gently slide my tongue into his mouth and nibble on. It's what I like most about you." I can't help myself." I can't help myself neither. That's why we make such good roommates." I guess," he shrugged."Know what you need? You need a dominatrix. You know what that is, right?"He nodded."Ever been with one?"He shook his head."That's a shame. See, what you are is a submissive. You need to bedominated. That's what gets you off. But you're straight. You need a womanto dominate you. I'm just a substitute. Just like you're a substitute forwhat I need."He. ‘C’mon, Batman, let’s move this to the bedroom.’ I didn’t know the story behind the nickname, but Peter had used it often, doubtless an inside joke. ‘Peter?’ Michael asked plaintively, looking right through me as if my brother’s ghost stood behind me, rather than Stacey. He started churning the cock in his ass even harder, but followed me when I tugged gently on his organ and led him to his bedroom. I wasn’t sure what to say, but apparently the sight of me — or was it my brother? — kneeling on. Uninterested I simply nod my head upwards in her direction. “Are you going to the party this Friday?” She asks, either indifferent or oblivious to my disinterest in having a conversation with her. Rolling my eyes with my head down I nonetheless respond “Of course, when was the last major party I missed.” Perhaps sensing my mood she stays quite for a minute or two before asking “are you ready for the quiz tomorrow? I think it’s going to be a ton of graphing.” I have to suppress my initial.