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9/20/2019 3:05 pm

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Jerry Leaves Me With Mr.Michael

Jerry sat on the end of the bed and watched as I packed the suitcases. He was leaving that afternoon for a business trip, and I was going to stay with Mr. Michael. I’m sure that some men leave their wives at home when they travel but not My Lord, Jerry. Whenever he travels, he always arranges for me to stay with friends, so I don’t forget my training. He could take me with him, but he likes to use the opportunity to fuck other women, and he says that I just get in the way. I don’t like knowing that he fucks other cunts, but I never say anything to him. I promised to accept his total authority over me. Questioning his actions is a good way to earn a severe punishment or even end up divorced. I finish packing and Jerry gestures for me to kneel between his spread legs. His cock is out, and he guides my mouth onto it and presses my face into his groin. He holds me in this position until I am struggling to breath before pulling back a bit. Then he fucks my mouth for a moment or two before pulling out and shooting cum all over my face. He doesn’t speak but instead snaps his fingers for me to follow him into the bathroom. I go through our normal morning routine. Jerry uses the facilities and then taps the last few drops of urine into my mouth before turning so I can lick his ass clean. Then I wait while Jerry showers. Afterward, I dry him off and help him dress. When he’s finished, I go to select my own clothes for the day, but Jerry stops me. “You don’t need any clothes today.”

Less than 30 minutes later, I am on my knees with Mr. Michael’s cock buried in my throat. He didn’t even wait for Jerry to pull out of the driveway before ordering me to suck his cock. I am trying to accommodate his particularly thick cock, b1ut it’s hard, and I am freezing cold and starting to shiver. Drool is pooling in my mouth, and I can feel it dripping on my tits. My throat is still sore from Jerry, and a particularly hard series of thrusts sends me into a choking fit. I try to pull off, but Mr. Michael will have none of that. His cock slides between my lips and down my throat despite my protests. Mr. Michael is skull fucking me on his front porch. His house is recessed from the street so no one can really see us, but it is cold outside, and I am naked. Mr. Michael roughly pulls his dick from my mouth and orders me into the house. I think the cold is getting to him too.

As soon as the door closes behind me, Mr. Michael puts his cock in my face once again. I obediently open wide, and he resumes his use of me. I can see his wife, Lily, watching from the next room. Like me, she is obedient to her husband. I’m sure she hates seeing this, but she won’t complain. If the past is any indication, she’ll be licking my pussy juice off of his cock soon enough. Finally, Mr. Michael pulls out and paints my face and tits with his cum. I suck on the tip of his cock to get the last couple of spurts, and he pats me on the head before walking away. I kneel on the floor for a moment before crawling after him. I’ve stayed here before, and I know Mr. Michael prefers that I am always nearby. It’s going to be a long weekend.

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