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Considering what you said about the first story, did you find this one less cold?” “Yes I liked that they were more caring towards each other. He knew a lot about her and she knew his life as well. I felt it made them closer so that their play time was more loving and less like slavery. I mean she served him as his slave but you knew that her submission was a gift and one he respected,” Silk told Michael without thinking about the effect her words might have. Michael listened carefully though. Silk wanted loving submission. This made Michael happy because that type of relationship did lead to more and more is what Michael wanted eventually. He knew however not to dwell on it so he moved on, “Ok next story.” Silk took a deep breath, “Ok this one is perfect to me. They started slowing and it developed into more as time went on. They weren't cold with each other and over time they became more,” she paused for a moment unsure how to go on then just decided to jump in head first. “Michael I know what you are getting indian at here and this is exactly what I want. I want to be your slave for now and maybe something more later. I don't know what you mean when you say Fucking you need to define things as I thought we already had.” Michael watched her and when she stopped talking he spoke, “I Hardcore do understand what you want. What I am saying is I need to know what kind of relationship we have. Are we just Master and slave? Due to the fact we are practically living together others see it as more. I guess what I need to know what do you want me to tell people Silk.” Silk thought for a moment and understood now what he meant, others saw that they were living together so they must be more then the casual sex Silk was claiming. She now saw what he was asking, “Michael you know I cum don't care what other people think and I know you don't either but if it pov will make it simple to others then we are boyfriend and girlfriend to the public. I want what I just read with you but I want to take it slowly. If this isn't want you want then say so now. I can still be your slave but I'll go home when we aren't playing.” Michael's heart squeezed at that thought. He was more then willing to take it slow for her if that meant keeping her in his bed every night, “Silk I told you I am fine with that and as I just said, I only want to know what to tell people. You live with me to the public so saying, no we're just casual sex isn't working. My lower-body Hardcore still feels numb, otherwise I would have had an immediate orgasm, a huge load of sticky cum would have been squirted inside her throat. She considered calling an ambulance, the police, someone, but she didn’t and then she was a few streets over and she hailed down a sleek back Uber and they were driving away. STOP. But, I hope it is not the last time.” We Fucking arrive at the school and he lets go of my hand. After allowing a moment for her to enjoy the feeling, I indian stepped forward once more, rubbing my throbbing member between her legs. I pov knew that my junk was about as average as you could get; cum my circumcised penis measured five and a quarter inches when fully erect and just under three inches when flaccid. This time I was quick though, I threw the headset off and ran after her straight away. I had to be bold. But I stayed on the dead line. But, in attempting not to think about it, it was all she could think about! She squirted like her mother, got my face drenched. Nervous at first but emboldened by how involved Brian and Faith where.