"Good boi, now don't move as I get that tight arse of yours ready". Preparing himself, the slave can feel his master's hands probing his hole and the ...ool lube being applied. The Master picks up the tapered probe and begins to slip it in slowly, all the while cupping his boi's cock and balls. The slave begins to relax as he becomes accustomed to the toy, taking it deeper and deeper with each stroke. "That's good," says the Master, "another few minutes and you'll be taking the whole thing.". I caught sight of the underwear Lily had left out for me; a sheer black lace thong and bra set that left very little to the imagination. I looked at them nervously, regretting not taking my beauty therapist's advice and trying the whole no pubic hair thing. Shit! I didn’t want her to see my pubes, but I couldn’t exactly go out there wearing nothing. I put the underwear on and glanced at myself in the full length mirror. Even though Lily was at least two cup sizes bigger than me, the bra fit. It was very warm. He rubbed it on his abs and saw how much they stood out now, glistening in the light. He rubbed it on his legs and his arms and then flexed in front of the mirror. He almost forgot anyone else was there until Charlie took the bottle from him."I'm going to get your back." It was a statement not a question. Scott just sort of froze as Charlie's huge hands rubbed the oil onto his shoulders, then his back. Charlie moved his hands down to Scott's ass surprising him a rush of. I got served with divorce papers two days later, so when I did endorse Greg, Al made it out to be sour grapes. But the rest of the deputies knew me, and I have a lot of friends who knew the truth. Greg won about 80% of the vote.”“And Al stuck with it?”“He’s a Harding County boy if there ever was one. Well, Mike pretty much is, too, minus college and medical school. Al really couldn’t do any job except law enforcement. That leaves the Sheriff’s department. There aren’t any cities big enough to.