" I am." He's silent for what seems like a long time. Then he comes over and kneels in front of me."Sir, that's like my job, right?" What is?" You nee...d an outlet, you use me."I glare at him. I have abused our relationship in the past but that's the exception not the rule. "Alex. You are not a punching bag. What the fuck, you think I like hittin' you? Shit, I hope ta hell every time I do it, it's the last but it ain't. You like bein' hit. I do it 'cause you like it. It don't do jack an' shit for. Hell, why is Dad in bed with me? His erection is pressing into my side.Oh now I remember: the shopping trip yesterday into Plymouth to buy me a sexy black bikini, where we met that gorgeous sales girl Amy and had that half-naked picnic in the park. Then back to Dad’s flat with those funny paper panties that don’t really cover anything when Daddy chews through them and the all-night anal fucking because he’d run out of condoms.I checked my butt – it was still sore, even with all that lube. He. The slave trainer pulled back and lashed the bound princess’s back, the slave cries were arousing her again.The Sultan groaned as Queen Kailya of Galandria sucked his dick like a starving street whore. Her daughter’s gagged squeals just aroused him even more, she would sing beautifully tonight in her mother’s bedroom. He grabbed the pleasure slaves head panting, ramming his black serpent deep down her throat. Kailya stroked his balls desperately trying to bring her hated master off, she did her. I want you to go lie down on the bed and take your panties off. I want you to hand them to me so I can sniff and taste them.” I went to the bed and did as she said. I slid my thong down my long legs and handed them to her. Sandy then smelled my scent on my panties. She even took a little taste of the wetness on my crotch of my thong. “John, her pussy smells so good. Her wetness tastes delicious. You were right, she is just what I’ve always dreamed about. Thank you for allowing me to have your.