I leaned my head on his lap and began blowing his member. I was addicted to the hardening monster, irrationally needing to keep it in my mouth and sucking on the growing lollipop. He got erect quickly and rather than letting me suck him off, he began f*****g my face. It was less gentle, but still pleasant for me too. He came in my mouth, dumping a gallon of slimy stuff. I swallowed it hungrily. He blurted, "Monday, we'll meet at the club, but Wednesday, be at my house at 8 pm." And seconds later, he left.
I stayed in the sauna for another 15 minutes, thinking about the direction our relationship was going. Lance took me for granted, and the way he treated me was becoming humiliating: He called me Clitty, forced me to lick his c**k after anal s*x, and even threatened me if I stain his bedd
