She had got me the t-shirt at a t-shirt printing store on one of her trips to London. Geoff would normally bring his dirty work shirts with him that I... was to wash and iron whilst he was upstairs fucking my mistress. Normally on arrival the three of us would go into the kitchen and I would make them a cup of tea and they would sit around the kitchen island and chat. My mistress had a rule that i wasn’t allowed to speak unless I asked her permission to do so or was asked a question by either her. She screams until her lungs run out of air as her cunt juices drench my slapping balls. I leave one last ball within her and continue my thrusting, packing her trembling little body up against headboard with my cock. When she seems well and truly done, I pull the last ball out of her ass. Her sphincter gasps open briefly, showing its pink interior as I drop the string of beads to one side. I clench her right butt cheek with my open palm and then insert my entire thumb into her ass. I hold her. After that I'd cuddle for the vodka, but would never have more than 3 or 4 shots. Now that I was 16, we drank vodka at dinner, but I wouldn't get wasted any more. In the limio the vodka was ice cold and I downed a tall glass gratefully. He immediately refilled it and I downed that. The oligarch, which I learned he was, asked me what I wanted to do with my life. I told him, I wanted to travel, see the world and hang out with glamorous people. He said he could arrange that, if would just suck his. Meri chut ko dekh kar bola saloni tum toh kamal ki ho rani aaj tumko chod kar pane lund ki pyas bujhaung bht din sirf teri yaad me muth maar maar kar kaam chalya hai, wo bina kuch puche meri chut chaatne lag gaya aur puri jeebh meri chut me daal di aur 3-4 din se meri chut me kuch gaya tha to mujhe achha lag raha tha aur main moan kar rahi thiFir wo khada hua aur meri chut pe apna land staya aur ek hi jatake me usne undar daal diya, mujhe lund ki pyaas thi isliye har dard manjur tha, wo mujhe.