Then another hit me. Thenanother. I crawled out of the bathroom and headed for the stairs. Mastersaid that he would be back; Master said that he could...stop the pain. Iwasn't moving very quickly. Every couple of feet another pain sweptthrough my body and I was lying on the floor, trying to remember what washappening.Then I heard the door open. The sound of Master's boots on the stairs. Irolled to my hands and knees and tried to make my way to him. Master kneltdown, and I could see a black. While they weren’t rich by any means, they were solidly middle-class. Going through high school J.J. kept with his football, track, and basketball. Football was the strongest of the three for him, with basketball just being a comparative side note. He ended up a two-year starter as a running back, all state sprinter, but just a valued reserve on the basketball team.Academically J.J. had showed the same effort he put in on the football field, carrying a full A average for his high school career. We played around, kissing lightly, our tongues caressing each other. Then her lush breasts probed against my chest, lovely cushions — so soft and heated, the tips strangely hard.I moved my head downward. Happily she wriggled and pushed herself along the couch so that she brought her breasts up for my pleasure. I nursed. I nuzzled. I enjoyed their wonderful softness and their perfumed dampness.Eventually, and quite naturally, we shifted about, each surge moving us closer together. The touch of. I moved it along my gash, dipping into my entrance before circling my clit, over and over. I had fantasized about this moment for so many nights. Then I shifted his cock back and engulfed in it my pussy. As it slithered into me, I could feel it push against the bulbous end of the butt plug. The feeling of them squeezing the soft tissue between my rectum and pussy was exquisite, and the added tension made my vagina feel even tighter on his cock. I focused on that feeling as I pushed.
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