“Thank you,” cock-master mumbled, so quietly I wasn’t positive I heard it.“LOUDER!,” demanded Piss-Master, holding his open hand out in warn...ing, ready to strike cock-master across his cum-streaked cheeks.“Thank You!” cock-master spat out, loud enough, but with a hit of resentment and even hate. He would obey his new Master, but was not fully accepting his lowered status yet.As for me, I was happy as could be…the only thing that would have been better would have been me in the front seat going. He steals a glance at her, but it is quick and goes unnoticed by the other two men. Shyly, Emily Elizabeth ducks behind the fence post, trying to conceal herself while stealing away glances at him. It is uncanny the way he looks just as she imagined him to look. But it can’t be Jake. There is no way he could just magically come to life. Unless he is real. She thinks back to that small print at the beginning of each book about the characters and events and blah blah ... could Jake have been. “I’ve saved my load for four days bitch, I’m going to dump so much seed in your ass you’ll be feeling me dipping out of you for days.” He rubbed the head of his cock against my ass till he felt the tip pressing into my hole. One hand pressed my back down as the other guided his cock into me. I felt the head of his cock pressing into me, and then the white-hot pain as his whole girth ripped me open and he pushed balls deep into my ass. I tried to jump forward but he held me down and I arched. She glanced at the clock and noted she had been in his room for over an hour, a little voice in her head started telling her to leave now, before it was too late. Normally she would have listened but her body was screaming for his touch, with her womanhood screaming the loudest. As they stood at the window, Paul could feel her trembling. He thought, as he kissed her, that this casual friendship which started out as ‘a good time’ had suddenly become very serious. Rather than be alarmed at the.