He pointed to some poster-sized prints of his pictures framed and mounted on one wall and asked whether I had any particular favorites. Such was my an...iety-induced feebleness of mind; I replied I was happy to leave such decisions up to him. He appeared extra pleased by that and his enthusiasm to get started wasn't diminished when I told him the resulting photo album was to be a gift for "somebody" - that somebody being my Master, but I didn't have the confidence to elaborate.Mr. Hawk then. A third finger intruded, immediately followed by dismay at how easily her scarcely broached womanhood was accepting such ever-deeper, ever-wider intrusions. But I don’t have time to dwell on that now. I need to come. I’m incapable of starting my day without doing so. How have I arrived at this?And then, a fourth finger. In no sense under her conscious control, but simply willed inward by her greedy sex, it easily slipped in right alongside the others in a moment between thrusts. This is. No chance she thought, I am way above your league! She put an extrawiggle in the hips and walked just close enough to brush against thevalet. Might as well have some fun though she thought."You are so cheeky, Amy. Lets make him go crazy!" Natasha said puttingher arm around Amy and pulling her into a firm deep kiss, both fondlingeach others buttocks right in front of the valet."He will be in the toilet wanking off within ten minutes," said Amy asthey walked in a few moments later."Men!" the two. Maybe she should have also included the fact that she had probably been smoking fifty cigarettes a day since she was six. Despite this, I pushed ahead bravely, motivated by my raging hormones and aching balls.“Oh, hi. I, uh, I’d like to find out what your rates and services are please,” I stammered, slightly thrown.She told me her rates and where to find her. She was a bit further away than I had originally planned, but I was a walking boner at this stage and wanted to find a warm and wet home.