My name is Pepper Rodgers. I'm a 19-year-old Domme, living downtown Mobile, Alabama. I have a decently well-stocked playroom in the second bedroom of my fourth-floor apartment (most of my neighbors are corporate types who aren't always around, giving me a lot of privacy, even in the halls and elevators). I also have a decently stocked toybox. I prefer my toys to be older than I am, around 30-42 years old. I prefer men for myself, however not for my toybox. When it comes to toys, I find women and couples to be far more amusing. Single men tend to be needier, and often too clingy. But that doesn't mean I don't have a few of them in my toybox. I do. They just don't have the same chances of getting there as couples and single women do.
We met online. When we first started talking, I really wasn't looking for a relationship. I had been scanning he pages of pictures people put up when I came across hers. I thought she was gorgeous. So I left her a little comment telling her that. I moved on along through the pictures, looking for something to masturbate to when I was notified that I had received a message. Not sure who it was from, I ignored it for a bit, figuring it was probably someone spamming the site with ads for cheep Viagra or some kind of supposedly free porn site.
My name is Karen, and I'll get right to the point, I love to suck cock. Big or small, doesn't matter, although somewhere in between is what I like best. I just love the way a hard cock feels in my mouth, and I absolutely love the taste of cum. I have sucked my fair share of cock over the years, and have learned some techniques that could drive a man crazy. I can make a guy cum in a matter of minutes, or I can make it last as long as I want. There is also that feeling of control you have over a man when he's cock is in your mouth, and I have had men literally begging me to make them cum.
"Meet me in the garage," she told him.
I'll be a little bit late hon, should I just meet you guys there?" I was on the phone with my wife Andrea, and I was having to stay a few extra minutes at the radio station. My boss had asked for a quick word and I was on the way down to his office.
It was an early spring morning. The sun was shining, not a cloud in the sky. You could look out the window and see the grass and the car was wet from the early morning dew. It was probably around 17°C.