As he grew taut in my hand I knew he was ready for more. I plunged his cock fully into my mouth, my lips tight against the shaft as I sucked up and down his length. I maintained a slow steady pace, drawing him in and out, applying more pressure as his head slid between my lips. His moans were guttural now, and I could no longer control my own. I picked up the pace massaging his length with my hot, moist mouth, his head touched the back of my throat causing me to stiffen as I tried to accept him fully.

He had taken control now, thrusting back and forth into my numbing lips, his cock hard and demanding against my tongue and throat. I moaned against him uncontrollably and felt the first jet of semen hit the back of my tongue and trickle down my throat as I swallowed convulsively.

As his orgasm washed over him I found myself licking him clean, shocked at my own willingness. He sighed a deep, contented sigh, his fingers moving from my hair to grasp my chin so that he could gaze into my eyes. "Wonderful, my pet." He pulled me upwards and towards him into a sweet, warm embrace.

"Next time I will teach you something new," he said as he turned me around, pulling my naked
backside hard against his semi-erect cock.

He moved his hips slowly, grinding himself to hardness. His hands moved to cup my breasts. His fingers pulled softly upon my aching nipples. I moaned his name, catching my lip between my teeth as i felt myself growing wet anew. One hand pinching and twisting my throbbing flesh, he trailed the other down my side, across my hip to the tiny patch of curls upon my mound. He dallied there, grazing my flesh with his fingernails as I twisted my hips in anticipation.

"Spread your legs for me, pet," he whispered against my ear.

I shivered and did as he commanded. His fingers played havoc with my senses brushing the swollen flesh of my clitoris with agonizing slowness. Trying to catch my breath, I inhaled deeply and exhaled a moan of utter longing. He smiled against my neck biting my flesh, causing me to shiver with delightful abandon. His hand trailed down further his fingers spreading me open. The cool air touching my hot, moist flesh caused me to quiver and shudder against him.

"Bend over, little one," he said as he moved to grasp me around the hips with both hands. "Put your hands on the floor."

I groaned with anticipation as I felt the head of his cock graze my swollen pussy lips. He held the head against my opening, rubbing it up and down, bathing it in my juices.

"Tell me how much you need to be fucked," he demanded.

I moaned pleadingly, and closed my eyes. "Please Michael..." 

"Please, sir," he responded.

I felt tears of frustration and shame spill from my closed eyelids. I wanted him so badly. "Please, sir," I whispered.

"What is it you want you little slut?" he asked me, the head of his cock rubbed softly against