Starting at Mark’s heavy, luxuriant balls, I massaged them with my tongue, sucking each one gently before turning my attentions to the underside of ...his shaft and kissing along its length. Coming to the head I placed a final, tiny kiss upon it and let it part my pursed lips, taking him, quivering, inside. From then on I drank deeply of Mark as if drawing life from his magnificent organ of pleasure. I sucked and stroked. I fondled and pumped. My cheek bulged and my tongue danced. I gripped the. Holstering the pistol, the determined twenty eight year old woman steeled her nerves, stepped out of the trees, and decisively strode up the blue slate walk towards the kitchen door.Once upon a time, not so long ago, the towering structure known as Garrison Manor cowered Gabby to the point of making her quake in fright. The three-story, multi-winged Victorian mansion towered over the surrounding estate like some feudal castle would loom over its fiefdom. If this were indeed a feudal dominion. .master......" she looked away blushing a deep red."want me to fuck you huh? sounds simple enough......but why should i slave? what do i get out of this?" she knew what i wanted. i wanted her to talk dirty to me. that's what i like to hear."i.....i....il....ill.....ill cum for you......master......ill cum all over your cock......." she still was not looking me in the face, or looking at me at all."oh would you now? what if i were to just make you cum with my fingers?" with that i pushed two. She felt so good in his arms. She was going to leave Mark and be with him. His heart was racing and he thought about the rest of his life with her. They would do a one-year long-distance relationship. He would turn pro the following summer and they would get married. He would make lots of money at golf and he could finish his third year at Wake Forest but still fly home every second weekend to see his wife. When he finished school they would travel the world while he golfed. After Jennifer.