She made me lie on the bed and she lay near to me. I was eager to know what is next as I knew that I was going to know the world’s greatest pleasure.... “Kutta what you want to do now?” she asked me in low voice.“I don’t know anything Shobhachechi. You decide” I told her“If I do something will you tell it to anybody?”“No”“Promise”“Yes promise” I caught her right hand and kept on my chest.She held me tightly and my lips touched on her nipples through her blouse. She stroked on my back gently. Since. I simply enjoyed the closeness I was sharing with Master, not thinking of his words. Just be happy, my mind said. Be a good little whore.Eventually, I was blessed by Master’s first spurt. He was on some expensive therapy that increased his production of semen, and was no longer having issues keeping up with my needs and desires, and I received quite a mouthful.I fell asleep on the bed soon thereafter, although I woke up in the middle of the night and went back to my little blanket on the. I felt so dirty, so humiliated, laying here with a black cock in my mouth while its owner drank a beer, but it felt so hot!He pulled his cock out of my mouth for a second. “Open wide!” he said. He began to dribble into my mouth, a mix of his saliva and beer. I coughed as it hit the back of my throat, but he screamed at me to swallow, so I did. He put his cock back in, and finished off the can. I began to get into it, moving my head back and forth over his cock. I rolled my tongue all over it.. He observed her walk intently as her tight skirt swayed left and right, stiletto heels clicking rhythmically. The skirt was just barely below her knees and as she turned to sit, he caught an eyeful of generous cleavage that showed despite efforts to contain her large breasts. Her brunette hair was tied in a bun, save for some tantalizing looks strands at the side of her face. He noticed she was impressively slender, despite her rack. She sipped her coffee as she ordered papers and he sat down.