’ Pause. ‘i’ll be right over, Master.’ Pause. ‘Yes, he’s right here. We’re still at the club, Master.’ Pause. ‘No wonder You and Pau...line left early.’ Giggle. ‘i’m sure she was good, she is my kid sister, after all.’ Throaty laugh, then calmly, ‘Yes, Master, we came in his car.’ Pause. Giggle. A look from her which made him feel like the lowest form of life on the Planet Earth, followed by a short–yet derisive–laugh, which he was sure came at his expense. ‘i’ll see You soon.’ She hit the end. I know what he wanted and I was not in the position to say no. Once I agreed he opened his zipper and pulled out his penis, telling me to be a good little girl and suck on till he came. I had never done this before and was now past the point of being frightened till he told me he wanted me to swallow every drop. He placed his hand around the back of my head and pulled it toward him with me fighting at first. Don’t fight or I’ll take you in and stupid me believed him. So I went down on him. But still, even after 3 months, I couldn't look at his face without thinking about his tool. It was the only man's organ that I had ever seen and its dark skin, veiny shaft, and pinkish knob on top took me completely by surprise. I had thought men's love organs looked like the line drawing I had once seen in a biology book that showed a short, downward curving hose-like structure with a triangular nozzle at the end. I knew men had them for urinating, but -- to show how naive I was then -- it. Ali had a typical Muslim beard and a pot belly. He had a very hairy body with a very dense pubic region and his dick wasn’t very long but was very thick. Looking at it erect from a distance I could see it nearly twice as thick as my wrist. This kind of excited me but also scared me. Since, I was in a rush I asked Ali to lie on the bed and spread his legs so I could suck him. He obeyed and I knelt down between his spread legs and started to suck his dick and his balls. The other security guard.