” He tremored as he spoke, his pelvis quaked and he jammed forward keeping a deepthrust in my mouth until the first prodigious splatter of mature ma...ns spunk splashed onto my tastbuds. He started to fuck as he spat each delicious dose of semen into me. “You... suck me... with such devotion... arrgh! Keep it all... in your mouth... arrgh! Don't swallow it... arrgh!” Eventually he had to slip from my lips. I couldn't carry on fellating him without spilling or swallowing his milk. He stumbled about. Surely anyone who saw me could hardly recognize Jennifer Nevins, the all-American college girl, in this submitted, collared slave. Or could they? I looked around. The club was busy but not filled. There were people who looked like masters, people who looked like slaves, and a majority of indeterminate status. The predominant dress was black leather in all its forms - halters, miniskirts, boots, body suits, harnesses, gloves, masks, cuffs, whips... Scattered through the room a few slaves were. Well, Theresa said, shes hooked. Hadnt heard from her, I said. She hasnt been able to get away lately, but dickhead is going out of town soon. She straightened up, gave me a crooked little grin and then went on to other tables. It was about a week after that when she called, she said that her husband was going out of town and the kids were visiting grandparents for a few days. My dad was in L.A. working on the sale that would eventually pay for his retirement. I was finishing the lawn about the. "Wha- you- uh, wha-," he sputtered."Shhhh," she said as she pressed her index finger to his lips. "About halfway through, I noticed a scar on the dick I was sucking and it was in the same place that you hit your penis on the coffee table that one time." You knew?" Adam asked, shocked at this revelation."At first I was really shocked and even a bit mortified, but then I figured I already went this far, so why not finish? Then I really got into it." She smiled at him. "Now I'm really horny, but I.