She reached out and pressed the button.A moment later, the door slid into the wall, and a hard-faced Hispanic woman with black hair stood there in tig...ht jeans and a tank top. "What do you want?" she asked."Uh, the job?" Laurie answered.The other woman's jaw dropped! "You? A woman! You want to be a toilet slave?" Yes. Please!"The other woman motioned Laurie into the little room and closed the door."Have you had toilet training, or have ever been a toilet slave before?" Yeah, my previous Master. ’ Men do not want to date her. If anything, men are embarrassed and even horrified when they learn that she may have developed romantic feelings of attachment for them. She is the teenage girl, high school boys played cruel tricks on, in order to amuse each other and to humiliate her in front of others in her class. She is the young woman men loudly make fun of and call out put downs to whilst standing in groups as they watched her walk past, causing her to lower her head self consciously. . This story is about my encounter with a beautiful exotic woman 10 years my elder. We'll call this woman of lust Rachel. Rachel was 36, 5'2", black hair and cerulean blue eyes that mimicked the ocean waters of the Great Barrier Reef, no lie. No washboard abs, a little extra meat, but that turns me on. She is by no means heavy though (we'll get there later). She's got amazing perky C cups, and an ass you can grab on to as well as an always perfectly shaved pussy. I was 26 at the time,. I pressed my cock slowly against Callums asshole, easing my way in. My hands had now moved either side of his neck, palms flat against the mattress. I felt the tip of my cock pop into his ass as I let out a heavy breath. I lifted my head up slightly to stare into Callums flawlessly sparkling eyes, which were already looking directly at me. Ever so slowly, I got my full seven and a half inches of length completely inside Callum, his hole gripping tightly against my shaft. This was a moment to.