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He smoked another cigarette and drank his coke as Gina was working on his doggystyle cock. Master's cock wasn't enormous fairly normal six or seven inches and not too thick, so Gina had no problem getting him in her mouth. Gina didn't mind this in fact she could feel herself getting wet and without thinking started to rub her clit. Master said nothing. She could feel herself getting very close to an orgasm but had the sense to ask. "May I cum Master?" "Not before I have shot my load in your mouth and you have swallowed all of it without losing a single drop?" "Yes Master." Gina increased her sucking and licking. She had swallowed cum before and she really needed the release of an orgasm. The fucking this morning had been nothing but pain this was doggy style very pleasant. She didn't have to wait pussy long before the cock in her mouth started pumping its juice in her mouth. She closed her lips around the shaft tightly so she wouldn't lose anything and swallowed. She opened her mouth to show she had swallowed. "May sperm I cum now Master." "Yes. But hurry up." Gina rubbed her clit and soon her body felt the release of her orgasm. "Ahhhhhhhh" Gina moaned. It felt good and Gina relaxed. "Lay down on your stomach hands behind your back." Gina obeyed, and her wrists were hooked together behind her back. "If you try to get out of bed your collar will give you a jolt and alarm will go off to wake me. No go to sleep." The lights went out. Gina couldn't believe this. She got sleep in a bed even if she wasn't comfortable with arms behind her back and heels on. Still the bed was soft cum and warm, and she had a pillow for her head. Why was she treated so much better than the others? The question nagged at her as she fell asleep. Puzzling at my uneven gait down the sidewalk, I looked down at my feet to ponder the problem. After much consideration, I giggled, noting the absence of a shoe on my right foot. “Shoe,” I thought, “now that’s a funny word.” Snorting in an aborted fit of laughter, I swayed unsteadily on my feet before regaining my balance. Squinting against the inexplicably bright glare of the street lights, I turned to look back from where I had come, but the mysteriously lost companion footwear remained elusive. Shrugging, I kicked off my left high heel, watching it tumble into the gutter of the street and down a storm drain. That little fix in place, my walk still had a bit of weaving stride, but was much improved. “Heather! Wait up!” I called. My sister, several paces ahead of me, did a slow swing-turn around a street sign, using the post for balance until she was facing back towards me. She wobbled unsteadily on her high heels also, but at least she was in possession of both her shoes. When he was finished, he pulled his dick from the pussy boy, patted him on the head, and told him to wait in the lobby for his parents. I was in heaven kissing and touching Sheri’s breasts. “Baby my pussy really needs you any chance you could come over tonight?” Ian stumbled out doggy style of his bosses office. "God, that was sooo cool! “The truth being that deep down I felt more like a girl, than a guy.” Despite my most sensitive parts not yet having been touched, I moaned, convulsed in cum climax. He leaned over me and hugged his body to mine when he was fully in me. We both moaned and I could feel his breath on my ear. "Easy" he sperm said. I didn’t answer, but simply parted my lips. When I got up doggystyle for school on Wednesday I was informed that Mr Alban was having guests at his house for tea and that there would be a young boy present and I was invited to join them so the boy had someone to play with. I felt him along my legs and along the walls of my cunt.