Ican?t stand it any more. Just tell me what to do?. ?Not good enough. Listencarefully. Tell me you are my slave. Tell me I?m your master. Call me mast...er.Plead to be shown how to please me. Kiss my feet while you?re doing it.? He knew she was close tototal submission and was inclined to give her a short time to collect herthoughts and comply. But instead sighed ?Time?s up? and laid a further five orsix blows on her while her lay unresisting before him. ?Now try once more. This isyour last. She isn't able to deepthroat me but she gives it her all and she didn't like to swallow much. Less than a minute passes and I can taste the salt of her cum and she starts to climax. This gets me super aroused. About 3 more strokes on my dick and before I can warn her i blow a massive load in her mouth. She stops for a second in shock but keeps me in her mouth and takes the entire load. Then she reaches down and grabs my head to bury my face as she is having a massive orgasm. I can feel her cum. It became abundantly clear that the awkwardness between us was only beginning.Being naked around the older nudists wasn't so bad. It wasn't bad at all. They were all so friendly and inviting. Several of them made small talk with us. The hardest part was the initial appearance. Stepping out of the locker room nude was the most unusual thing I had ever done in my life (alongside getting naked in front of my sister). But in a strange exhibitionist way, it was also kind of exciting and liberating.. He said he knows what I've been doing, I got scared, he smiled and asked if I'd like to go to the VIP Room, there was less chance of "getting into trouble" there. I asked if my date could join me and pointed at Jeff, he nodded and led us to a locked door at the rear of the club. I wasn't sure if this was good or bad but we were committed.In the VIP mostly it was the same music, but quieter, the lights were just as dim, but instead of tables and chairs, there were sofas and love seats and.