I was good a good cock suck when Master found me. I enjoyed sucking the way most women enjoy an orgasm. I found that my favorite cocks were about six inches long, thick and uncircumcised. Race was unimportant to me. I liked the way they felt and tasted. Swallowing cum, to me was the most enjoyable part of it.

When I met Master, he asked me several times how good I was at sucking. I was getting frustrated because every conversation came down to this question. If I told him that I never had a man complain, he said that most men would not complain because it often did not do any good, and besides no man wanted to leave things at a point where a woman would not wrap her lips around him again. I hesitated to tell him that previous boyfriends said I was the best, I knew Master played a lot and the problem with being the best, is that there is always someone better than you. There has been only man I could not suck off, but that is a tale for another time. So I down played my talents and even though he was less than impressed with what I said he still agreed to see me.

I met Master on a Sunday evening. It didn’t take long before he had a collar of consideration on my neck. Shortly after meeting I was on my knees with his cock in my mouth. I smiled to myself when I saw his cock. It was about 6 inches, as thick as they come, and uncircumcised. I could have thanked his mother right then and there.

I was getting it wet with my tongue, running it up and down the shaft, saving the head for last.