Grabbing me by my fleshy ankles and right under my high-heels you drag me to the edge of the bed, then you fold me over, firmly pushing my legs back, ...so my feet are dangling straight in the air. “Being your Master is a wonderful thing, I get to fuck your fat brown ass when I want, how I want.” I’m not stupid enough to protest, but just eek out “Daddy please…” and respond back “Yes, this WILL please daddy faggot!” There is no passion to what you are about to do to me. Pouting, I look down at. I kept trying to cop a feel during the movie, but was batted away and shot evil looks (I suppose that could have been because her sister was in the room). After her sister retired to her bed, I fed her a bit of tequila to get her feeling a little frisky again. Upon entering the bedroom I received my v-day present. She put on a little mood music and began a slow, sensuous strip for me. She pulled my shirt over my head and began to kiss down my chest, while she rubbed my hard on through my. I'll be a minute," I said, looking underneath the table to my trunks, already suspended above my abdomen by my stiff cock. "Right after my dick settles down," I didn't say out loud!After a few minutes of thinking about eating spinach, and trying to picture Old Lady Hatchford from down the street back home getting it on with Roy Fletcher, the mailman (there had been rumors, but they were in their sixties, for Christ's sake!), I was able to make it out to the pool. The girls were sitting on the. "Yo, go easy man!" I'mfh fine," you sputter back, returning blearily to the dance floor. A petite girl you don't know begins grinding her ass over your very erect penis - you sway with her, your hands running up and down her sides, just grazing her firm breasts as you move.The song ends and the girl drunkenly kisses you while squeezing your crotch once before heading off to grind on some other guy. The world is weirdly getting very fast as you dance around, sometimes with someone, sometimes.