Bury you hard cock deep baby then slap him in the face with it again and send him packing!” My Mistress demanded. He almost chokes on it and wants t... know if I can give him a return hand job but I think I would rather smack him in the mouth right now. My Mistress tells me no but if he can cum quick he can jerk off at my feet then lick it all up. I tell him to jerk himself off but the guy is being a little bitch about it. He wants to get some repayment so I tell him my Mistress is in charge. Man. She rolled on her back and let me twist and pinch her sensitive nipples while she moaned with pleasure. “Bob never played with my nipples,” she told me. “I love to have my nipples played with. Make it hurt a little!” she requested. I rolled a nipple around between my fingers and thumb, this time a little harder and rougher. “Yes, like that!” she moaned. While I played with her nipples, I whispered in her ear. “Do you like it to hurt a little?” “Yes! Yes!” I rolled her nipple between my fingers. " As the countdown neared the end she watched him page through again and make another random number. He looked at it grinning. "What's that?" "How many buttons you can do up when the timer stops." He sat scrutinising her face, looking for a sign. How far could he push it? Was he invading her space, her fantasies too much? Did she see this as him getting his own back or mocking her or could two really play at these games? She frowned, not a deep frown, a few wrinkles between her eyes and a half. It had all blurred together anyway, the speeches, the remembrances from the people who had barely known the dead guy. The ones from the team and the director had actually meant something. The letters from the president, the SecDef, and the SecNav had been surprising but strangely touching. Even Gibbs found himself misting up a little and he wasn't that guy.Finally, it was done, the team standing up. Jethro shook off his stiffness and stretched before turning to Ducky."You did good, Duck. Real.