The Calling: I took a deep breath and knocked on the door of Master Patrick's office. He called me in and instructed me to sit down at his desk. I was immediately attracted to him. He was dressed in a black suit, which, frankly, looked very expensive. The next few minutes went by in a blur. He asked me awkward questions, made me drink from some sort of ornate glass vessel and within minutes was running his hands all over my body, undressing me. He then ordered me onto the desk and told me to get onto all fours. He stood me up and leaned against the wall, thrusting his groin forward expectantly. I fell to my knees and pulled his trunks down, marveling at the enormity of his dick as it burst into the open. I took a deep breath and wrapped my lips around it. He pulled me to my feet, pushed me against the table and then he penetrated me.
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