"Good girl - I see somebody in London has already taught you how to kneel." She nearly replied that nobody had told her what to do but changed her min...d. It didn't really matter anyway as long as HE was pleased. He was holding out his hand and she could see the master's ring just like the doctor's on his finger."Aren't you going to greet your master, little slave?" He waited while she gently held his hand in both of hers, closed her eyes and kissed his ring as though it was the most precious. Soon they were laying side by side together, totally naked, kissing and sliding their bodies back and forth against each other. The delicious friction of their movements urging them on to greater heights of passion.Unable to resist any longer, Sonny parted her thighs and crawled between her legs. Placing his tongue alongside her swollen clit he started to recite."Freud, Jung, Kinsey, schizophrenia, Tourette's Syndrome, psychosis, neurosis, non-cognitive dementia, King George III, Bi-polar. As I sat in my less than luxurious seat I reflected on the past few days, and wondered where it had all gone wrong.I had arrived home on leave, armoured by my high moral behaviour of being celibate for six months. If that didn't put me on the side of the angels I don't know what would. Miriam and I then began our usual procedure of getting to know each other – in the Biblical sense. We would start off slowly, with minimal touching, feeling and kissing, then gradually, night on night, build up. '' No timewasters and attach pics please.I attached some photos of my ass, body, cock. The photos were extremely hot, my favourite the one with my legs spread as I cum hard on my chest. A little cum could be seen on my lips and my tight hole was stuffed with a thick pink plug. I came hard to a video of two twinks servicing a bear daddy in the gym that night. The next day I checked my emails for any promising ventures. A few spam emails and some useless emails 'hi how r u?'One however was.