Meanwhile, Bethany came home and went into the den with the printer and her computer. She noticed the printer flashing out of paper and added some. Ev...en though she added regular paper she was in for quite a surprise when she saw the sixth picture we had printed come out. It was one of the ones where Adele was sucking my cock as I tried without too much success to make it soft-core with the scarf. Well this definitely tweaked Bethany's interest and she rather quickly deduced that there must be. I ask him what is wrong. His name is Mike and he replys that he is having girl trouble. I think Mike is a very good looking young man and I am glad he comes to me with his problems. I ask him to tell me what is wrong and maybe I can help as I am a girl and I can give him some insight. Mike tells me that his problem is that he cums too fast. I am shocked as I was not ready for this, I was thinking his problem was something different. I tell Mike that he just needs practice and that it will. "You like this faggot, huh? Do you?" Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh uh, fuck, uh, uh, uh, I, uh, love it, uh, oh fuck, uh, uh, fucking tear my ass open, uh, uh, oh fuck," I panted, trying to answer him as grunts of pleasure escaped my lips. This man's stamina was insane. He had fucked my throat twice for long periods of time and must have been fucking my ass for close to ten minutes by now with no signs of slowing down."You like getting fucked in front of these dudes, don't you? Like letting them. You were starting to tell me about relationships, which is key in consensual BDSM. But I was after practical things at the moment, in particular to do with anticipation. The best slave isn't one that just obeys orders. It is one that acts without the need for orders, one that knows what needs to be done to provide for the Master's or Mistress's comfort and does it, and spends every waking moment thinking about how to be of service and then putting that into action. Did you ever see that film.