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Hugepalm trees lined the driveway. The foyer was all marble, ceiling fans whirred overhead and the smartly dressed attendantscarried our bags to our 2...d floor room. Master scooped me in his arms and stepped inside the room. Moving to the bed,kissing me softly he lowered me onto my back, and lay on top of me. I opened my legs for him as his body pressed downon me, his hands exploring my body as we writhed together in a tangle of passion. Master undid my blouse and pulled my bra upwards. My. I couldn't bring myself to move down to her breasts."Ahhhh." My body was convulsed in pain. I looked around. Gary was holding some kind of electric baton. He prodded me again. My body was rocked in agony. He bent down over me. "You're going to kiss and suck every piece of the fuck slave's body. You're going to be lovers. Refuse or hesitate again and I'm going to shove this up your cunt and fry you. Now get kissing and sucking those tits and do everything we tell you." He then prodded me. My first first time was when I was part of a couple and we brought in another guy; my second first time was when I joined another couple as a single guy.So my first first time was with my girlfriend at university. It wasn't something we'd discussed. We hadn't talked about fantasies particularly. We were just really young and really into each other. And she was beautiful, of Indian heritage and a traffic-stopping body. She was from a fairly repressive family where boyfriends were out of the. Slowly she let it fall and as she did her breasts and large hard nipples were bared. My cock hardened immediately as she exposed her lovely breasts. I had no control over that. Her large breasts sagged under their own weight as one would expect but not nearly as much as you might think. These were rare, pear shaped, breasts and glorious. They had spring left in them – they jiggled and swayed when she moved. The areolas were a light dusty brown – swollen and bumpy, resembling a large puffy.
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