I know what he wanted and I was not in the position to say no. Once I agreed he opened his zipper and pulled out his penis, telling me to be a good li...ttle girl and suck on till he came. I had never done this before and was now past the point of being frightened till he told me he wanted me to swallow every drop. He placed his hand around the back of my head and pulled it toward him with me fighting at first. Don’t fight or I’ll take you in and stupid me believed him. So I went down on him. She was offering more variety while they still could. He joined her in bed.“You, too, and awfully cooperative.”“After all, you have a program for our having fun together. It would be stupid of me to interfere.” But, her program or not, this was obviously the time for him to act. He kissed where her neck met her shoulders, then trailed kisses down her spine. He kissed every vertebra once, sometimes twice. He used the backs of his fingernails to scratch her thighs. As his kisses got lower on her. It was not always so but it is a long story to tell. It started out one day as I hurried home from work . It was a Friday , and I was looking forward to a two week vacation. I was also looking forward to the entire time being alone with my slave Marsha. She had convinced me that we needed some ‘us’ time and we decided to disconnect from the outside world and just be together at home . My ‘little cunt’ was a wonderful slave and I looked forward to our time together .As I drove home, I had. . bloody hell, just as well it was time to go home!'Thank you,' she said. I'll see you tomorrow, Jimmy. And don't bother bringing your lunch, I'll have something for you.'I didn't get a lot of sleep that night -- and when I did I kept dreaming of her. She oozed while I snoozed and the night was thick with hairy cunt!She was in a dress And she looked beautiful. Her hair was different. And she'd done something to her mouth, her lips were full and red, and kinda moist looking. She'd done something.