After every posting, her in-box was overflowing. We'd even met a couple of guys off the site for some sexy fun. Hazel enjoyed the attention of two men...and we had plenty of offers.After one particular posting, the usual flood of messages poured in. Mostly from her "Fan Club, as I called them" but also a few new ones. One in particular caught my attention. It was from a guy in Florida, user name "thickcock4u" and boy was it an apt name. His profile picture showed his cock alongside a beer can and. I then swabbed the soles one at a time as he pressed the cold leather carelessly against my face."I'm getting bored, hurry up asshole" he roared and wipe soles of his boot I was lapping all over my face."Meet me inside. My dogs are roastin' in these boots and need your attention."He shouted. While I could regain my senses He stepped down and walked away. I lift myself up , get on my fours for a while, then again slithered back on floor crawling my way to the couch where Master and Mistress were. Wethought some were good and some were very bad. For some reason the song'Venus' started to play in my head and the nerves began. I raced for myphone and opened Facebook and noticed a posting from the official Out ofHeaven page."Congratulations to the winners of the first ever Out of Heaven KaraokeContest! The Fearsome Foursome-Alexa, Jenny, Nikki and Sarah for theirversion of 'Venus". Accompanying the post was a film of the four of usup on stage singing the old Sixties song that Bananarama. “If you can honestly say that you don’t want the results, I’ll let you go.” She felt a zing of excitement rush through her body. “I’ll make it feel good, I promise,” he rubbed a little harder. Oh my God, who is this guy?! He certainly wasn’t her lab partner. He was a geek undercover. This guy was aggressive, spontaneous, and sexier than ever. She sucked in a breath as his pressure on her pussy intensified. He took that as consent and slowly reached under her midsection and began to remove her.