I'm sorry. I shouldn't've bothered er ladyship; it was wrong of me.She's better than me. I ain't nothing to er. I shouldn't be wastin ertime when I go... me chores to be gettin on with."He was breathing rapidly now, his face lowered, feeling awful. Powelljust went on glaring at him."I likes me job sir," murmured Burt, unsure why he was saying it. "Ilike workin ere and I don't want to go away." Oh, you like it do you?"This put Burt on the spot and made him feel terribly uncomfortable butagain the. Then it suddenly hit him. He smiled at the realization that she just hit the ball into his court, and he decided to play it well. "Well Paul, you're quite good at this massage thing so why don't you dothe honors... all for one and one for all remember". Miguel said. "What, right now?" Paul asked taken completely by surprise. "Why the hell not? I've got all kinds of oils and lotions in my bedroom. We could even improvise a massage table in there. Besides like Miguel said, you're the expert,. Anna was not a virgin, and he felt his tip kiss her end as her butt hit his thighs. He felt Becky spasm with her first orgasm, her pussy pulsing on his tongue, and her juices flooding his face. Anna was not slamming herself on his cock, riding him gently. He doubted she used more than three inches of him as her breathing became labored.“I told you, perfect,” Anna breathed, then her orgasm hit hard.Anna started to ride him again, slowly up and down after she felt the sensation fade enough for. He exploded in spite of himself, shame was an obvious emotion even with the hood on. She knew he could hear: ?You said you wanted sex with a woman, tied up; I tied you up and gave you sex!? She found the humbling steel cock cage and slid it over his now semi-erect shaft. She swung the ratchet cuff around his balls and trapped them in the opening, closing the cuff until his balls almost burst from their sac. Not only was he immobile, she thought, but now truly trapped. She started to perform.