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I think I even caught her glancing to my dick. Honestly, if it weren’t for the incidental contact when going for the rebound, I wouldn’t even register the fact I was still naked with her. Her glance threw me off guard and she took advantage of it, burning past me and laying it in. I lost. Again. She laughed and pulled her shorts on, covering only a little more of her beautiful legs. I grabbed my clothes and we headed inside, her taunting me the whole way. When we got inside, she didn’t go to put a shirt on, electing to stay in her bra. We sat down on the couch and turned on a game, it was still baseball season, so one of those games was on. We watched the game, my dick never softening, and in the sixth, she turned to me, “Does that ever get soft?” “I mean, yeah.” I nervously replied. She just kept looking from it to me, a knowing smile on her face “Well, why isn’t it?” “You know why Bella.” She started to inch closer to me, leaning in closer to my crotch “Do you want,” she paused, almost teasing me, “to go take care of that?” “No Bella, I don’t.” She stayed just as close as before, not moving an inch, “Are you sure? That can’t be comfortable.” “Fine.” I gave in, heading up to the bathroom she told me to go to. I went in and locked the door, opening the toilet seat and standing over it. I spit on my hand and started to stroke my cock, thinking back to Bella on her underwear so close to my body, dreaming about her taking a hold of me and making me cum. Within minutes, my white cum shot out and into the toilet, a light moan escaping my lips. I cleaned up and went back downstairs, watching the rest of the game naked with Bella. For weeks, this carried on. I never got her to strip past her bra and panties, and I always ended up naked and indian jacking off in the bathroom. She never made a move to do anything, and honestly, I never thought she wanted to. That is, until my birthday rolled along. The party was great, lots of beer and Bella got the whole basketball team to come. As usual, Bella wasn’t drinking, but she was off doing things with Taylor somewhere. I was left with DiDi and Katy again, talking about my love life, or lack thereof. I didn’t tell them about the strip basketball with Bella, but they asked anyway. “Master!” chorused the hundreds of girls crowding the hallway before me. “Master, Master, Master!” Did they send another one? If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. That wonderful, tangy passion filled over me. I couldn't think of anything else but her snatch. The rest of the morning was uneventful. He pumped his cock so roughly now. Sounds like a winner to me.. “It makes sure nobody – yourself included – gets to your pussy or ass. Her son, John works for us at our Pasadena call center. So I wanted to bring some spice back to my life, so when I found some whores online looking to turn a profit, I could not wait. And, will I have the pleasure of meeting you, this time, too?” That creamy treat poured down my throat as I suckled from her teat. He is about 6 foot tall with a indian slim build and you can tell a shaved body. The betrayal, arrest and jail, ruined my chances of having a career and it made me want to ruin them. “I’m sorry, Mistress,” I wailed out.