Sunday, January 10, 2016

Come on My Face

Master thought I needed a break from sex.  I didn't agree, I felt fine and horny as could be, but I didn't protest because after all - slave.
Protesting can only get me in trouble. 

When we took a shower together I was put on my knees sucking him off, and he came on my face.  I was just one big throbbing piece of wanting it for several hours afterward, until a bunch of friends came over and I got too busy to think about sex anymore.  

Now I'm thinking about it again, though.

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