I eased my lips off his cock, thinking I needed to give him a break. Did all men react this way? I lightly flicked my tongue on the big vein under- n...eath his cock, again making him tremble and moan. "Oh, baby, it feels so good! You are a good cock- sucker!" I am? Gosh, and this is technically my first cock! I was smiling to myself as I gulped his cock once again, making him buck his ass and lunge in toward the wall and my face. This time, the head went down my throat, which was a little. .. what, where am I," you groan, unable to use your hands to massage your pounding headache. "You are in a top-secret facility," said a strict looking woman, stepping closer to you. "You and several others have been selected to undergo a series of tests - upon completion you will be assigned a life-long master to whom you will serve." What, no get off me," you shout, your arms now strapped down to the table - you've finally realized you have no clothes on. The woman pulled out what appeared to. I'll give you some examples of some of our adventures as I now call them.For a two-week period, I took Marsha on a local Chicago bus that took teenagers home from school in a very rough Black section of the city. Marsha would always wear a white button in the front blouse, and a short black skirt. She never wore anything underneath. As the bus filled with k**s, she would stand in the back and rub against one or two of the boys.It never took long before there would be 12 to 15 guys around her. Unfortunately that day, I was shocked to the point that I couldn't speak – to get him to shut up. I'd never been in a situation like that; I didn't know what to do or how to cope."She continued, "I thought you responded well to his question, given the terrible situation he'd just put you in. I couldn't have done any better, and I know most of the facts now."Willow continued, "When we got back to the paper that day Dean wrote the article about the shooting and hold-up as I'd requested. He'd.