Roger's long skinny cock jutted from his patch of dickhair. The big knob was red and raw-looking. She had already sucked it, felt and tasted the slow ...ribbly drool of its jizz load onto her tongue, taken it deep into her throat, gagging and gurgling as she fed on the entire length of that cock. What harm could there be to fuck it, too?He tugged on her hand and she rose to her knees on the bed, stealing a glance toward the mirror. Jesus! The expression on her face startled Tricia. Her hair was. I'm sorry, Darrell!"He gently smiled but continued to hold me and said, "That's OK, I understand. I respect that."We stood there holding one another. I was proud of myself for my restraint, but soon the feeling of being in Darrell's arms with his muscular body pressed against mine, was beginning to weaken my resolve. My mind was frantically searching for a justifiable reason to continue our encounter. Darrell must have sensed my uncertainty in my decision. After a minute he spoke again, "It. Oh, and Ben?" Yes?" If after I'm dressed you're still calling me Ms. Donovan and not Deb, there's going to be trouble. Capisce?" Yes, ma — I mean, sure, Deb."He scurries out of the room as I begin dressing. I find him at the desk, staring into the computer screen with an odd expression on his face."Whatcha lookin' at, Benjy?"My voice snaps him out of his reverie. He jerks his head up to see me and, after quick looks in either direction, turns the monitor around.It is me, a me I haven't seen. Shouting into his ear,"I said....boy KNEEL !" as he dropped to his kneesAfter tying his ankles to his wrist cuffs then cinching them close together I lay him on his back on the hard floor. I thus soon have him severely hogtied face up on the floor by my bed with his elbows and wrists now pulled and tied very tightly and uncomfortably behind and under him and his long burning legs bent double beneath him. His heels and socked calves pressing cruelly into sore his welted buns and the backs of.