1. I'm a Cock Sucking Cum Slut


    Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Gay Male, Author: cdhusband, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    swaying between his legs as he entered the living room. “You done?” “Yes, Master.” “I want you to pick up that dildo from where you dropped it and take it to the bathroom. I want you to scrub it absolutely clean. You got me?” “Yes, Master. I will wash the dildo clean.” I scrambled to my feet, grabbed the dildo and half ran to the bathroom. I scrubbed that dildo until it not only looked clean, but to my own amazement tasted clean. I chuckled to myself at my audacity in doing such a thing. I returned to the living room and handed the dildo to my Master. “I’m through with you for the day. You may gather your clothes and get the fuck out of my place.” “Yes, Master. May I ask a question, Master?” “Ok. Just one.” “Master, am I a satisfactory, sissy cock sucking cum slut faggot cunt? Master.” The barest of grins creased his lips. He grabbed his own cock and balls in his hands and said, “For now.” “Thank you, Master.” “Now, get the fuck out.” “Yes, Master.” I picked up my jeans and began to put them on. “No! You will NOT wear anything more than your stockings and garter belt. When you depart my place.” “But….” “No buts, take your stuff and get out.” “Yes, Master.” I gathered up my shirt and sandals, and piled them on top of my jeans. I walked to the door and placed my hand on the knob. I looked back at him, hoping he would change his mind. He only nodded towards the me and the door, and said, “Out.” I opened the door and looked quickly around. There was no ...
    one there that could see me. I walked to my car which was parked only a few feet from his front door. The cool evening air on my nearly naked body made for a nice crop of goosebumps. I fumbled for my keys in the jeans pocket. I was relieved to find them there. Right where I had left them. The only thing out of place was my cell phone. I figured that in my hurry to arrive on time that afternoon, I had placed it in a pocket that was its usual place. I pulled out of the small trailer park and drop for a couple of miles. I found a place where I could safely pull off the road and put my street clothes on over my stockings and garter belt. It was another thirty minutes before I arrived home. I thanked my lucky star that the wife had not yet returned form work. I quickly parked and sped into the house. I desperately wanted to change and look presentable for the wife when she arrived home. I had no sooner pulled off my jeans than I heard the garage door opening. She was home. I scrambled out of my stockings and the garter belt, stuffed them into my cabinet along with the rest of the lingerie I had hidden away. I climbed into the shower and got the water running before my wife opened the door from the garage to the house. I was soaping up and cleaning off any of my suspected residue when she poked her head into the bathroom and announced that she was home. I gave a sigh of relief. I had once more been able to get the cum I needed and she was none the wiser.
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