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The time between lunch and school seems to tick on forever. Especially as I debate whether I’m going to go over to Lexie’s or not. I think I’m just going to quit. I am not a cocksucker. I’m not a faggot. There’s no way I’m going back there. As much as I try to convince myself of the fact that I am not gay, I can’t deny that deep down I want to go over to her house. Mostly out of curiosity. But I am not going to go through with it. I’m not gay and there’s no way in hell I’m going to take a dick up the ass. It’s not going to happen. Once the bell finally rings. I get in my car and I drive home. As soon as I walk through the front door, my mother Brutal gives me a glare. “What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be at Lexie’s.” “I quit,” I say. “Oh no, you don’t. Come on, get in the car. You are not a japanese quitter.” “Mom, you don’t understand,” I say. “I understand full well and I am not going to face my boss tomorrow to explain why her pool buy didn’t show up. Now get in the car, I’ll drive you there myself.” Reluctantly, I follow her out to the car. I can’t believe she is making me do this. If only she knew what went on with Ms. Davenport. The thing she made Slave me do. The things she intends on making me do. Should I tell her? I can’t bring myself to admit it. To admit it would make it domination real. We drive out to her mansion. My mother puts the car in BDSM park and gets out. I hesitate, but swallow my nerves and follow her in. She doesn’t even ring the doorbell, just walks in. We find Lexie in the kitchen, wearing nothing but a bikini. He bit down again harder this time making me cry out in pain that was for Slave kicking me he mumbled. I am attracted to you on many levels and if you can’t tell my hands are also shaking and not just from their desire to touch you.” My hand brushed her cheek again, her cheek brushed back. Air finally japanese rushing back into my lungs. We messed her up good. I watched the young black Haitian college guy Emmanuel, with his one hand guiding his penis to my sister's opening. Not to mention the butt plug had made me incredibly hard, and was amplifying every sensation. When she BDSM had Brutal gotten about halfway down again, I asked her, "Am I bigger than your boyfriend?" "I was a fool to wait for this." I wanted to be loquacious. “I think I deserve a medal for that performance.” I licked the tip of the other nipple, before putting my lips around domination it. “That's it!” I growled and erupted into her asshole. Time passes with no tempo.