And he was jacdking off under his blankets while staring at the ceiling. All of a sudden I saw his hand duck out from underneath his blanket and snake...it's way beneath mine. Gingerly he grabbed my hand and lifted it, carrying it underneath his blanket. I didn't say a word and pretended to be asleep. In one of my more brilliant moments I even tried to pretend like I was snoring. I'm sure it sounded ridiculous.Suddenly I felt it. He was wrapping my hand around his cock. It wasn't warm, it was. I picked out a hot pink Warburton wheel, the spikes on the end are used to roll across sensitive areas of the body and I knew I would have many hours of pleasure and pain with it. Master was pleased with my choice, but had one small suggestion: He wanted it in silver because it looked more “medical”. I happily obliged. For His choice, Master picked out a paddle with the word “SLUT” imprinted on it. It was supposed to leave the word on tender flesh as one is spanked and humiliated with it. . Even trade. Do we have a deal?” The old man said hell yes! “Lets go behind the counter and make the exchange there.” Dave stayed in front of the counter as the old black man took me behind the counter. He sat down and told me to turn around and slowly peel my panty off. I felt so naughty as I did just that! I handed him my panty and gave him a peck on the cheek. He had one hand on his crotch, pumping away as he brought my panty to his face. I noticed the front door opened and walking in were. The following night she texted me to say she’d be round to pick up the USB again. In the end hers had proven too small, so I’d got one from my office and loaded the pictures onto it in the evening. I opened up and, not too much to my surprise, she stood in the doorway with her trackies and a hoody. Sensing my disappointment, she showed me a bottle of red wine.‘Surprise,’ she laughed.She sat down in the lounge and I poured us two glasses. From the lounge she called out to me that she had another.