Travis broke the kiss and moved his mouth down my body. In between bites and sucks he said, “I want you to cum in my mouth Jason.” He worked his w...ay down to my cock and licked the pre-cum off the tip of my cock through my foreskin and looked up at me. “If I’m not very good at this I’m sorry this is my first time.” He said. I bent down and kissed him deeply tasting my own cum on his tongue and said, “Don’t worry about it you’ve got me so hot I’m going to explode in your mouth no matter. We were gonna catch a movie and then a late dinner." "Yeah, that's fine. It's just me here so I decided to have a few drinks to forget my week." I opened the door wider to allow him to get through. As he passed, I smelled a familiar cologne. One that I hadn't thought about since my divorce. "Continue with your evening ma'am." "Ugh, please don't call me ma'am!! It makes me feel old! Call me Shana". He blushed but didn't say anything else. He sat down on the couch and I started to make small talk. The words must have come from the mouth of the boy ... the young man. His mouth opened and his lips moved but the sound did not come from him. Rather, it seemed to issue forth from the very walls. It boomed and crashed in Vitelli's head. He sought to sneer, to stride forward and thrash this insolent youth, but he found himself frozen, paralyzed. He could not move his arms or legs. His rage became fearful apprehension. He could not believe this was happening.A burst of hostility and anger. One by one, the cars were brought around to the front, and each was piled to the limit with slaves and master, until finally, Dmitri's car was brought around. With shaking hands, I managed to open the car door, but froze when his hand was on my shoulder."No," he said in his thick accent. "You will ride in the front with me." I nodded and he took the bag from my hand and laid it on the back seat before guiding me around and opening the passenger door for me. I was dumbfounded. Slaves were never.