"It sounded like a good idea. But my heart was pounding like a trip-hammer under the silk blankets as I lay scrunched up in the pram, kneesraised to m... chest, while Beryl pushed it out into the corridor. AndGrace didn't help any; she smilingly walked beside the cart, trailing ahand down inside, playfully stroking my malehood through the silk sheet.This sensation, along with the squirming of my hairless body on the silkblankets beneath me, and the overt sensuality of the young ladies,combined. Lorelie, my pet, would you be a dear and ask Charles to open a bottle of my finest Merlot from the cellar? See to it that you bring a glass for yourself, my dear." Master Don smiled lovingly down at Lorelie, still kneeling before Sloan."As you wish, master." Lorelie lifted from her kneeled position and padded from the study. She felt the eyes of Sloan following her, but she didn't look.Lorelie was a simple woman. In all her years of education, music lessons, parties and social events, all she. . One night she hadnt called us to check in so my wife got worried and asked if I would run down to the motel to check on her because we had to do that from time to time knowing how much she drinks.. So the motel was only a few miles from our house and I grabbed her motel key and headed over to the room.. Knowing full well that she was probably passed out barefoot I could barely wait to get there to take advantage of the situation. I was already rock hard.. Sure enough when I got there I used. You are your own light. Your life is yours, and you need no teachers. You have the moment right here to seize…’ There was a long silence, filled only with the cat-like stare we shared. My eyes penetrating your eyes, and yours mine. ‘May I whisper?’ I asked, feeling for the vulnerability of the moment. You smiled, allowing me for the first time, deep into your space, your scent, so personal. I moved in. I hesitated, smelling your neck, your hair, allowing my lips to touch your ear as I.