“Master, I’m yours. Period. No ifs, ands, or buts. Unconditionally your property. Never forget that. I’m a Bottom. I live to serve my Master, th...e man that I love. Like the guy from the car insurance ad says, it’s what we do, we Bottoms. We serve. We submit. We live to please others, to put their needs first. If you’re a Bottom, it’s what you do. We enjoy it. We revel in it. It’s why Lowell can never disobey Mary. She’s his lady love and he worships the ground on which she treads. It’s why. ." Yes you have told me that your sex life has been less than consistent," he said, "and it is good that you have such enthusiasm–that will serve you well here. However proper introductions are important as well if you are to have a successful, long-term relationship, wouldn't you say? I mean, we don't want to seem too easy after all!" No Sir," she said sheepishly. She was acting like a common whore, going after his cock like that. Dammit, Brooke, show a little self-control and restraint! she. The gynaecologist is on edge ... She will have the truth from him!"You have the information from your investigations?" Yes, Comrade, I have." And you have an opinion?" Yes, Comrade, I do"The doctor avoids her gaze once more as he begins. At that point, Popova knows the news is bad, almost without the need for him to say anything further."Ah, I am sorry Comrade. I have no good news. The lesion is cancerous. The histology shows it to be aggressive. The prognosis for ovarian carcinoma is difficult. She stopped grinding for a second and looked him in the eye, "I don't shave, I'm only twelve, I don't have any hair yet down there."The guy just about shot his load right there, "you can't be serious?" Sure am, are you gonna fuck me or what?" she asked again."Hell yeah," he said as he started unbuckling his pants.Stacy helped him pull down his pants and his member needed no help and she pulled the g-string to the side and slid down onto his pole."Oh, my God that feels incredible," he sighed..