Used My Stepfather’s Phone To Pleasure Myself Beside Him While He Slept

The guys were whistling at me and my Master was smiling. I took a deep breath and nodded to him. A few of them had started a competition to see which of them could leave their handprint on my ass for the longest. ‘Gentlemen, thank you for coming to my party. A few were having shots on top of the beers and those guys were particularly handsy when I refreshed their drinks. ‘Shower time’ I heard the man who had won the competition for slapping me holler at the rest of the guys. I realised that I actually had to go really badly. The guys were whistling at me and my Master was smiling. I was so exposed to them, I knew I must be blushing. You didn’t have to humiliate yourself by humping furniture when he commanded it or sucking out the cream pies from his other bitches. He told us that’s how he liked his bottles cleaned. The beer fell and foamed everywhere.