When he’d reached the balls about 8 inches down where they hung super-low, one in each pant-leg apparently, I almost fainted. Each hairless nut was... like a mango with rounded points, manly and grotesque and powerfully they hung, mocking all men I’d ever seen naked with their potency. None could call themselves a man after seeing this true masculine paragon…This blond Adonis with the balls of a God. And still that dick kept coming, inches became feet until I saw that he dangled almost. She giggles and says it works perfectly. Master I never come down from my high and I love it! Then she asks, Will there ever be anyone else besides you and me? I reply that depends. Depends on what? She asks. Depends on you. She gives me a puzzle look as I continue to explain. The relationship between a Master and his submissive fuck toy is very special and very deep as they have complete and total trust in each other. You will be my only fuck toy and I will be your only Master. What if I want. It all started on a cold winter morning. I was jogging from my hostel to the lake early in the morning. The cold wind had was piercing but not strong enough to beat my spirit. While jogging I came across this most amazing chick. Picture perfect. Legs that seem to go on and on. Fair in complexion. Nice and cut face and an amazing figure of 32-26-34.It was like attraction at first sight. Something in me told me to give it a try(those magical moments when you feel like god). Anyways i caught up. . but that's down the road a ways, for me as well as you. In case it's escaped your attention, if someone my age has sex with someone your age, that's rape. They'd try me as an adult and I could spend a good long time in prison. Thanks, but no thanks!"Kennedy's first thought was to retort that that didn't seem to worry Charlotte. But the sudden realization came that Harriet wouldn't tell anyone about it, even if they tortured her. And Kennedy had no intentions about telling anyone about her own.