I asked if he would like something to drink and he said he didn’t want to impose. I insisted and he asked for a glass of water if it wasn’t too m...uch trouble. He was so polite and innocent that I was convinced he was most likely inexperienced sex wise. He rose as I did and then joined me in the kitchen. I reached up to get a glass from the cabinet on my tip toes and felt my dress rise, so I turned and smiled. Then I filled the glass with ice and water and handed it to him. He smiled as he. She reached down and stuck her finger in a glob of cum, swirled it around and then held it up to me. “I bet there’s less on my finger than there was in my mouth when you kissed me.”With her finger inches away from me, Summer was hinting at what she wanted, but I didn’t want to go along with it.“This is the new beginning that we both wanted, right? New place, new life together. You’re a cuckold again. It's not just talk any more, this is how things are going to be.” I don’t know if Summer was. After three strokes his pelvis bounced off her ass."Give it to me baby. Fill me up. What a fucking cock. You fuck me so good. Harder stud. Give it all you got." She reached back and pressed his balls, massaging them close to too much pressure. Her interior muscles rippled trying to milk cum. She sensed success despite the recent blow job and ramped up her bullshit. "Oh God Roger. Fucking great. Almost there. Make me cum. Give it to me. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh god. So good. So close. So big. Yes!". " I really wasn't..."What's your name?" My name is Slave." Good, Slave." Though I wasn't sure if she was addressing me by my titleat that point or my 'name.'One Month later.After two weeks of training, I was let out of the training section andhave been treated as a whore on a nightly basis since. My name, which Innever changed from 'Slave,' and the fetsih attire made me pretty popularamong the guests using the casino's app. They could just click on agirl's face and reserve her for the.