It reminds you that he has imposed his will on you. You grasp the toast with both hands and begin to eat when he stops you. You place the toast back o...n the plate and look at him with confusion.Master reaches for your plate and pulls it across the table to his side. He shoves his chair out a little and then beckons you to sit on his lap. His lap is warm as you adjust your thighs to correct your balance. His rough jeans a dichotomy of the smooth sensual exposed skin that is you.He handles your. .the pictures on the internet show girls with their heads on a guy’s...erm...hrm” I said, not wanting to finish, she understood and nodded.with that she put her mouth to the head of my cock and began moving up and down while sucking. I think I was close when she collapsed from exhaustion and said, “I need a break, been going for twenty minutes at least”. Then she looked like she had an idea and she said to my babysitter, “Come help.” I could tell my babysitter did not want to, but she also had. He frowned slightly, his hand resting on her boob and asked, “So are you gonna do this for Danny’s eighteenth birthday too?”“Probably,” she answered with a quick shrug. She looked at him and said in stern tone, “Now don’t you tell him about this. We want it to be a surprise like it was for you.”“Okay,” he said. He had to admit it had been a real surprise. “So any chance of this being a birthday gift from now on?” He asked as he began to rub her boob firmly. He smiled at her, adding, “I really. With that thought, I grabbed my linens and put them up on my bed. It was a bit of a challenge on a top bunk, but it only took a minute, and only a bit later I was asleep.***I awoke considerably later, with the shadows beginning to lengthen outside. Like most afternoon naps, it left me feeling pretty groggy. The clicking of a compute keyboard and mouse told me that Martin was looking around on the computer. At first he didn't take notice of me waking up, but my groaning and rummaging eventually.