He pats my backside, before he slowly starts to rub it. I can feel the slight welts from where he flogged me. He stops for a minute and I hear the pop...sound of a cover coming off something. Within moments, I feel his hands back on me, rubbing softly. He is slowly, teasingly working in baby oil on my backside. His fingers roam over my butt, slowly down cupping them. He works the oil in with such skill, teasing me. I can feel how worked up I’m getting. His right hand slides between my legs and. One hand moved to the carpet above our heads, the other covered my face from chin to forehead. He turned my face away from his as he gasped for breath against my neck. We remained this way for a while. Slowly, his cock softened and slithered from my ass. I grunted as it exited.Don sat back on his haunches. “What about you,” he asked. “I can’t give you a blow job; I just can’t. And there’s no way I’ll let you fuck me.”“I wouldn’t want to do either,” I replied. “I –“‘I’ll jack you off if. He was fit, but not testosteronie like the mutants at Perform Fitness with sandy colored hair some would refer to as dishwater blond and I’m a sucker for dishwater. He turned to face me. He was the all American guy. The kind who was the QB in high school, probably lost his virginity under the bleachers, and had girls day dream about taking his last name. I mentally thought up clever things to say. But the connection to my mouth short circuited. I felt my body get all tingly and somewhere deep. .. leaving the chains in place he walks over to the table which he lowers so I am now at ground level almost. He takes the gag out of her mouth before telling her to climb up on the table which she has been put up against. “Face forward you stupid whore.” He snarls at Shelia, I feel for her as we both cry out. So he has done this to her as well. Her swollen belly is in the way and she requires help to get on the table. Then shuffles down the table so we are face to face. Stephen walks around.