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His left hand was on the back of my head with his cock just above, but only inches from my face. His cock exploded cum on my face. The first rope hit my forehead, the second my nose and the remainder just oozed down the head of his cock and in to the fingers that gripped his man meat. Billy was bent over and the jizz end of his cock was renting on my cheek. He stood up and stepped back. "Let me watch you finish yourself off Jeff." Isn't it strange that this was the first time I really felt 'naked' in this whole scenario. It didn't matter that much though because I was really horny. I reached down grabbing my cock and started to pound my fist up and down the length of my cock. I was looking at Billy, who was looking at me and then I was cumming. As my orgasm began I bent over and cum drained from my balls on to the floor of the shower. When my orgasm subsided I adorable looked up and petite Billy was gone. I cleaned Billy's cum off my face and some cum off my hand. Still completely naked, I walked to where the locker were, Billy had gotten dressed quickly and was about to leave. He said to me "We need to work on your finish stroke Jeff. Want to come back to my place?" Introduction Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert in a BDSM magazine that someone had left in the hairdressers where I worked. I didn’t really know what I was letting myself in for, but I really did need to do something because my life was so drab and boring. Even the interview for the job was unbelievable, but I was so desperate to change my life that I did everything that was asked of me, and I was finally offered the job. Shortly after starting the job my employer (Jon) told me to write a Journal of my new life, and he has since created a web site that it is published on. If you care to read my Journal you will discover that my relationship with Jon is rather different to that of most employee and employer, but I have easily come to realise that I have a life that just could not be more satisfying or pleasurable. I love my life and all the little adventures that Jon and I get up to. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have no body hair below my neck. It’s all been removed with electrolysis. I’m slim with small(ish), pert breasts that have small aureoles and giant nipples. When they’re hard Jon says they’re like chapel hat pegs. I have a nice firm, flat stomach with a pubic bone that does stick out a bit. In my pussy lips I Hardcore have 2 little gold rings that Jon put in me. My clit is very prominent and is usually sticking out between my lips. It’s about an inch long with a little round head. Jon sometimes calls it my little dick. I don’t own any bras, knickers, trousers, leggings or shorts; and 90% of my skirts and dresses can be described as mini or micro. I used to be a very shy doggystyle girl, but I’ve now gone completely the other way, and get a great thrill from letting other people see my body. I hope that’s enough to satisfy the people who asked. If it isn’t, perhaps they would like to e-mail me with specific questions. Jon told me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but has recently asked me to document, some of the more interesting experiences that we amateur have had since then. Both Jon and I have been scouring the Internet looking for ideas for little adventures or incidents that we could manufacture to have some fun. "Oh, fuck!" Plunge that big dick into her. I had been fucked so many times recently, but Paul was the only man to make love to me. I came down off my sexual high adorable as he came back up to kiss me. I could taste myself on his lips and I don’t think Ive ever tasted anything sweeter. While he worshipped Kat's body, she toweled her hair as dry as possible before doing the same for James. The catheter was connected to a longer tube, the tube to one of the cart’s metal tanks. Their lips met and joined in a kiss, tentative at first, doggystyle uncertain, their lips pressing gently together, then parting and closing again, slow, but willing. With that, Saema’s transport casket was Hardcore closed and put in the back of the van and driven out to the airport. "Yes Master." The waiters were obviously used to petite there being naked customers as they totally ignored us being naked, and 132’s hard-on. His back was slopping forward, and his checks were spread baring his open hole to me. He was so sweet, and had obeyed perfectly trusting me and presenting himself to me. I could have lubed him right there and taken him, but that would have been way too soon for this first night. Sandra's mouth flew open and her eyes got wide. And he amateur kept squeezing them for long, expecting nothing in return, unlike the grocer.