I want your heavy balls in my mouth; I want to run my tongue all over your cock before kissing the head and taking it into my mouth”. “Carry on�...� he said “I love the way you beg and I prefer the Master to Sir”. I was into my stride now... “Please Master, fuck my mouth, make me gag, shove your gorgeous cock to the back of my throat, force me to swallow your come I want to taste it filling my mouth while you hold my head to stop me escaping”. As the last words left my mouth I felt his cock slap. She had dark curly hair in her crotch that hid her privates but I could see that the hair was damp. Either she had just gotten out of the shower or she was hot to trot. I hadn’t been able to look at her face. My eyes were glued to her assets. She spoke to me which brought me to my senses. “…a what did you say?” I stammered. I had no idea what she had said. I looked up at her face. She had a broad smile, almost laughing and asked again, “Do you have something for me?”My heart was racing, but not. We may not be the fastest or strongest, but we’ll keep plugging away until we figure out how to succeed.”“Now that doesn’t sound Tandorian at all! Humility is not one of our stronger suits. Aboard ship, everyone brags about their exploits, but it’s only during combat they prove their worth as warriors.”“That’s not quite accurate,” Al said, waving to indicate the dirt lining the walls and the peeling material hanging from the ceiling. “The true measure of a warrior is dedication to doing. Her suicide note was taped to an over-turned chair. The rats were well-fed by old Mrs. Collins. As the owner of ‘Carl’s Curiosities,’ I sometimes act as ‘dollar man’ at estates sales and auctions. I’m the guy who pays a dollar for any lot the auctioneer can’t sell for more. There’s a lot of trash, but sometimes there will be vintage costume jewelry, antique dishes or photos, or clothing I can put together to sell as costumes. Often, I’ll get stuff I can use around my apartment and store, like.