Why he ended up hanging out so much with us, I have no idea. But despite his look, he was always itching for adventure. He's the one who came up with ...this idea in the first place."Come on Cal! This place is gonna be a perfect hangout," shouted Sandy, as she ran down the cracked sidewalk ahead of me."Alright, alright! I'm coming!"It wasn't too long before we eyed the modestly-sized store, now blocked up by wooden planks on each window. A large sticker hung in the front door proclaiming "OUT OF. I was in utmost pleasure that I guided her hand to my balls and asked her to massage them. After a few minutes, I knew I couldn’t hold on and asked her to stop sucking me. She reluctantly let go of my cock and I knew she liked sucking cock. That was a green light for me to confirm that she had stated to enjoy men. I rested a bit and kissed her in the lips.Now I was ready to fuck her and she was ready to get fucked. As it was her first time I made her to lie on the bed and I got between her legs. .Master?" She waited for a moment, and then heard his foot steps. She took a step back from the flap right before he came through it. "What?" He asked curtly, his eyes wondering up and down her body possessively."I've finished cleaning." she said, eyes on the ground, her posture slumped and pathetic."It took you that long to clean the kitchen?" he asked impatiently. She looked up into his face, looking confused for a moment, then she actually blushed brightly in embarrassment."Uh, no, Master. I. I oiled my hands again and worked the leg muscles to get the heat worked in. As I moved upwards, I noticed her thighs beginning to spread. A very well kept trimmed mound showed through, as well as her labia. They were turned in on themselves, with a large glistening clit peeking out from its hood. I used my thumbs over thumbs to work up the center of each thigh all the way to her cheeks. Re-oiling, I massaged both cheeks with my open palms, making her moan with pleasure. As I continued, her.