If I want to fuck your ass again, I will and you will like it. Do I make myself clear?" My mock serious tone was obvious. She responded by grabbing my... cock and pulling it until it began to protest."I understand where you are coming from. But don't forget that THIS thing is MINE! Any time I want, I can take it back and put it in a jar on the side of the bed. Everyone knows that men are useless except as a life support system for cocks." She laughed at her own joke. In response, I sunk my middle. We sat down on her bed, and I told her everything I was thinking of on the way over; how I wanted to go down on her, make her have an incredible orgasm. She blushed at the idea, then quickly reminded me I had to turn her on first. I immediately pounced on her, I started to kiss her passionately, and i undid her bra strap through her shirt and moved my hand up the back of her shirt gently dragging my finger tips across her spine, in an up and down motion. I noticed she started to start. Buxom, even, But she was gaunt. Her face was bruised. Master, I’m sorry! I told her we would – you would want to – help her.”“And so I do! What’s the problem?” I was a little unsure how to handle this.“Master, I presumed on your good nature!”“Sally...” I hesitated, but made myself go on. “Sally, I am cross. I am cross, not because you ‘presumed on my good nature’, but because you didn’t trust me to back you. Do you understand?”She nodded under my stroking hand. “Yes, Master.”“Sally, you are my. Through my moaning I asked “Is this your first blowjob?” to which she replied with a grunt and a nodding of her head. Such a pleasure and joy! The entire time she was on her knees, we never broke eye contact. She started to move her head back and forth on my cock, I started to move my hips back and forward. I wanted so much just to shove my entire cock into her mouth and down her throat, but I wouldn’t do that, not to my Hannah. She was able to get my first 3 inches down without gagging, I.