" Hey. Whoa!" said Steve. "Wait a second. I'm sitting right here people! Now I know I'm not Daniel Craig, but I ...but I..." There was nothing to say....Instead he downed his drink.Steven O'Donnell turned to Lindsey and said, "Do you want to find out?"Staring him right in the eye, she didn't hesitate. "Yes!"Steven O'Donnell gave AJ at tight smile and nodded. "Why don't you take a pressure check on his cock to see if he is a real man or not."AJ scanned Lindsey's face for assurance and then looked. Then it was time for the morning rush. Darcie gave me one of her nasty syrupy shits, then I lost it. Lying on my back, I must have puked a gallon up all over my face and down the drain under the back of my head."What the fuck?" Darcie screamed. But she must have known that Francesca had diarrhea all night. She reached up to get that leather strap."I'm sorry Mistress Darcie," I said, my mouth still filled with my puke that tasted like Francesca's diarrhea. "Mistress Francesca had diarrhea all. Now Ididn’t cum, in fact at this point inmy life I had never even had anorgasm, yet by the time it wasdone Buck as usual jumping upand cuddling I had discoveredthe first and only soothing I hadever experienced, and it wouldset a tone for much of myremaining days there.My routine had suddenlychanged. What had once been avery lonely existence, devoid ofany caring contact found menow seeking it out. To me initiallythere was nothing sexual aboutit. Quite simply comfort, andsomething to look forward. ” She took a deep breath, her ample cleavage straining against the simple black slip. Her nipples were hard already with anticipation. “Because I want to be fucked.” Her voice was dark and husky. “That’s my good, primal girl,” he affirmed. He slipped the straps of her slip over her pale shoulders, and guided it down, his fingers tracing her figure, making her shiver, but she didn’t make a sound. “Remember, it’s just us, and there is no shame. Make any and all the noises you want.” He closed the.