. She closed her eyes..I kissed her nose tip, she had most softest cheeks i kissed her on her cheeks.. Left right then on her chin, gave a small bite.... Then i took her hand kissed on her fingers.. I didnt kiss her lips which were lying in front of with my fav strawberry gloss on dem.. Her lips were slight apart, juicy and inviting as if she wanted me to suck the nectar out of them. But i didnt.. She opened her eyes as if shocked. I smiled and told her u need rest..Her eyes were saying. .. their sign on my face or be publicly humiliated by taking on a pitbull on the front porch in plain view broad daylight. They left me there tied for a half an hour to think... the tattoo gun still laid out on the table next to me. I couldn't let them brand me as a gang whore, and they made me say it loudly, “I want to fuck a pit!” They then gave me the choice to be tied or not, I said I would just do it (and I did), but one kept a gun out told me it was for if I tried to run. There in. “Can you keep it short, Mark is waiting outside”. “Would you mind just stepping into the boardroom, I think it’s the only room left open”, he replied.“Why don’t you ask Mark to step in and join us, as I am sure it concerns him too, after all we have no secrets”?Emma reached into her bag and pulled out her iphone and quickly sent Mark a text, asking him to come up and meet her in the boardroom.Emma’s heart was in her boots, what was Marcus planning to say or do?Emma and Marcus entered the. I won’t do it again, I promise. But it just felt so good. Please don’t stop.”But Abigail was not to be mollified.“If you cannot control your mouth any better than your prick, you must look after your needs yourself,” she announced. Dropping the blanket back over his wilting organ, she gathered up her things and flounced off. Peter stared disconsolately at the diminishing bulge. If Abigail didn’t come back, he feared that his bollocks might swell up and explode. ~~~~~~Fortunately, the next.