I lick it up quickly, and give your penis another kiss – this time a very quick peck. I look up and see that you’re enthralled. But also that you�...��re impatient. I know what you want. I can tell you want to fuck my mouth. But even as my master, you have too much respect for me, and won’t act on those impulses… Something for which I adore you… That or you fear my mistress side will never let you plunder my tight pussy if you mistreat me. Either way, I’m having my fun even with you being in. "I don't really know," I said. "But I don't feel the same excitement about getting on stage as your three do. I know that for sure. I sing in the shower. I sing along with the radio while I'm driving. But I'm not really into exhibitionism."Kellie looked out the side window."You're in the church choir," she said flatly."Because Mom makes me," I said. "This is the last year I'll be in it, too. I already told her that after the Christmas thing, I'm done with it. If she wants to ground me until. .........I got no complaints, but then he wasn't thinking with his brains, but rather his growing phallus. I genuinely loved worshipping his balls and cock, and felt partly sorry for him, for what I was going to put him through but in the meantime I just enjoyed myself sucking and licking his cock until he came on my face (obviously another first for me).With that Mr Jones was truly spent but I made sure he saw me push all of his cum from my face into my mouth and then swallow it. I lay on the. Anything he says. Everything he says. It's been like this since day one. It's like nothing else I've ever experienced in my life. I never knew how one persons absolute control could make me feel so calm and be such a stress relief. It's becoming something I crave. His dominance is reserved for me and my submission is for him. Only. No one else gets that from me. No one else sees that side. Only him. I am his to control and his to own. He knows what I need and some how, some way knows when I.