You have a muscular bum and I want to relax it." I think it is the first time I had heard the word "Bum" in relationship to my ass, butt, cheeks. I re...axed and his strong hands spread my cheeks. All I could think was "Is he looking at my asshole?" And I tightened it. Probably winked right at him. Oh fuck, I was going to shoot!Luckily, he said: "Okay, now turn over and let me get the front of you." Having a raging hard-on, I was very embarrassed and I slowly started to turn over onto my back. He. You don’t want it in another person’s hands. That could be very bad for you, Michael.”Michael gulped loudly. “How ‘bout we just ... keep it like this for now?” He gripped the leather cord in his hand. “That okay?”“For now, yes.”Michael thought of nothing to say for a long minute. Finally, he cleared his throat. “What do I call you?”“Anything you want. I have no name, in the tradition of human identification.”Michael fell silent again. “What do you want?”“I offer alternate outcomes to. She unzipped my jeans and slipped them to the floor for me to me to removed my legs. There I stood in my panties with Brenda on her knees hugging me and licking my thighs. I rested my hands on her shoulders as she continued kissing my thighs then moved higher to lick the front of my pink panties. It was very erotic and arousing. Within seconds, her tongue and my own juices had the front of my panties soaking. Finally she hooked her fingers in my pantie waistband and pulled them down. I stepped. I like the shoes too!" the woman behind him saidwith a chuckle.Darius froze. He wasn't sure what to do. He pretended he hadn't heardher over the low hum of filler pop music playing in the store.Finally, the man in front of him collected his brown paper bag of vicesand moved to exit. Darius walked forward and found himself face-to-facewith an amused looking middle-aged woman. She had curly red hair andwore a white apron over her clothes. She eyed him up and down, hereyebrows arching as he drew.