She found herself breathing quickly and moaning a little. "How is it?" Mr. B yelled as he chased her through the field.Kimmi just smiled. He could tel...l she was feeling what he intended from the vibrating seat. She rode for awhile not wanting to stop but then had a greater design for her man to touch her. She pulled up beside him flushed."How do you feel?" he asked chuckling. "Like the feel of the seat?"Kimmi blushed, "Ummm yes."He hugged her and kissed her waiting mouth. He broke their kiss and. ??Thanks.? Melissa turned to me. ?OK, I know it’s what everyone supposedly does, but we’re not doing the whole ‘Yes, Mistress,’ thing. You will call me ‘Melissa’ or ‘ma’am’. You will call my parents by their first names, or ‘sir’ or ‘ma’am’. You may speak without being spoken to. You will obey my instructions. You will live in my suite, not the slave quarters. You may not leave my suite without my permission. While I am at school, you may use my computer or watch TV, but you may not. My flowing juices kept the cock slippery and dripped down his balls. “Is this all you want?” he went on, “Remember it’s me who is fucking you now, not you, get it? I will fuck you till you bleed, that’s how we do it in the slammer…and I bet you like it, sissy ass-man.”It was beyond my power to react in any way, I was just a piece of meat, happy to please my nephew the way he wanted. I surrendered and, in a reversal of roles, I became his slave.When he was ready to cum, he pushed in as deep as. "That's my girl," he said as he began stroking himself. He started slow, softly using his index finger to trace the vein running underneath the length of his shaft. Once he reached the little V at the head, his finger lingered there and he rubbed little circles in it.She sat mesmerized. Of course, they masturbated together before, but she had never seen him like this. She focused on everything in front of her: the way he was standing, knees bent and feet spread slightly apart. The look on his.