Tugging at Steve’s suit, Lynn freed his cock which immediately jumped to attention, despite the cool temperature of the water. She teased it… swim...ming by, brushing her sensual body against him. ‘Ok, ok’ Steve said, realizing he could resist no longer. ‘Let’s get on the boat before we both drown!’ Hopping back on the boat, Steve laid out, catching the warm rays of the sun on his already tan body. Lynn swam around the boat, teasing Steve that he was just trying to get away from her. He laughed,. What I see for you is a life time spent serving me as my personal little white sissy boy slave."Once again, I frantically struggled to break his grip on me, kicking out and thrashing around inside his powerfully muscled arms, but again, to no avail."Yes Sirree, I see you dressed up ever so pretty in really slutty clothes, you know the type of tiny skirts, very tight little dresses and teetering heels that only whores, sluts and little white boy sissy slaves ever wear. I see your pretty face. She would get her rocks off and have the thrill of feeling those stiff pricks throb in her hands and see their fuck juice spurt out. And that, she thought, would be enough.She hunkered between them, feeding the hungry brutes out of her hairy doggy-dish. They had stopped yelping and were whining and whimpering softly, their tongues slapping in steadily.Cindy saw no reason why she should wait until she creamed before she began pleasuring their cocks--and her hand. Jerking them off would be a. She met an Indian graduate student who was in his late 20’s who she started seeing regularly. After a few months, he invited her to his place, seduced her, and she discovered just how pleasurable sex could be with the right partner. They’d continued to see each other until he finished his doctorate and moved to California. She had hoped to see him in the future, but shortly after he moved to Palo Alto, he’d met a girl and a year later they’d gotten engaged.“When he left, I decided that I’d look.