Even if we couldn't get outof the lease, we had a plan of attack, and I had an interview coming up.That new game had turned out to be pretty good, too....All of my optimisim faded away when I tried to sleep on the couch.After the first hour of laying there I tried reading a book. As the nexttwo hours passed I got farther into my book without getting any closerto sleep - I realized that this was a problem. I really wanted to sleep,but I was denied that relief.So I tried to sleep on the floor for an. Amy finished her chapter and looked at her slave for a moment before getting up. This grown man who could have chosen to do anything with his life, had chosen this – to be naked at Amy’s feet and lick them with desperation, to live most of his life inside a cage or doing housework for a woman who considered him to be significantly beneath her and did not allow any possibility whatsoever of sexual contact ever happening between them. How hopelessly addicted, she thought. She slightly slapped. You... now." She moaned. I stood up and kissed her, feeling her hard nipples. "Linda, do you think I'm attractive?" I said as I peeled off my shirt and quickly pulled down my shorts, releasing my bursting cock. She looked at me in the dim light and at my 10-incher. "God you're beautiful, and I want you so much."I picked her up in my arms, hers around my neck and carried her to the bedroom. The bed was turned down and there was a single small lamp burning on a table across the room. I gently. "Suck me out, first bitch. Get all his sticky cum out."I wanted to get this over with, so I sucked her pussy real hard and a big gush came out.Its volume surprised me and I almost choked on it. It was hot and thick and seemed to fill up my mouth.She laughed when she heard me cough. Then she said, "Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat! I've done all of that for you. Now swallow something good to eat. Swallow his sweet cum."And I did. I felt humiliated. It was salty at.