“Sarah, I’m glad you messaged me-”“Don’t Sarah me, this is bullpuckey, and you know it.”“Sarah please-”“I said, don’t Sarah me, sh...e is not going to be your house cunt. You promised, we made a deal! And for the love of Pete, call me by my proper name.”“Fine, I’ll call you Kittyslave but you need to calm down,” he explained apologetically. Emily’s heart skipped a beat and a wave of nausea struck her.“I will not calm down, I’ve been serving you faithfully and not calling you master even once, not. "You know the way, or should I show you?," I laugh at him. "you are allowed to," I hear my neighbour say, to my surprise. When Dave gets up, I see that his cock is stiff. His sweatpants are bulging big time. "You cant do it with a hard-on," I note without shame. "Maybe you should help me get rid of it first. I've heard that you're very good at that," he notes. Again I blush. So Wesley reported to his cousin. I bend over to Dave and pull down his sweatpants in one movement. I'm right. No. I thought I would never be able to get into his pants and feel his throbbing dick in my hot pussy.That thought was quickly eliminated from my mind on one fateful day. As I was rushing to the restroom one day, Micheal stoped me outside his office. "Micheal I'm really in a rush to the restroom right now." I told him. "Alright,"he said,"but hurry this is urgent." I Rushed into the restroom to handle my business, straightend my makeup, and hurried to his office. "Yes boss?" I asked in my most. He accepted greedily, kissing them, sucking on her erect nipples, all of which sent added to the tingling feeling in the pit of her stomach. Finally she couldnt take it any longer, rising up, she gripped his hard-on holding it steady and lowered herself onto it. She literally slid down its length, slowly so she could enjoy every inch of it as it went in. Gripping the back of the chair, she began rising and falling on his erection, twisting and rotating her hips. The effect was that his rigid.