.and I can't get the zipper over it.....................but I want to touchand I pull his dick out...................... and I look at it.....................and I tell the boy what a lovely big dick he has.................and I start kissing him again.................ummmmmm.............but this time, I rub my fingers around his dick head..........usually, by this time, Bruce, he is so fuckin'hard.........and I start jacking him up and down a little, not too hard and not too fast.... and his. \"Yes,\" I heard myself say, \"I know just how it is.\"Blondie (as I called her in my mind) smiled. \"I think I deserve to take a break. Would you like to see a little of what I have been watching?\" I managed to nod, not sure what I was getting myself into. She walked to the door, locked it and put out the \"back in twenty minutes\" sign. Turning, she peeled off her top. Totally nude she stepped up and took my by the hand, then lead me to the back.The rear of the small office held a desk and. Cindi, get you mom out of here. Victoria, honey, go with her, please, I will take care of Amy. I promise."Surprisingly, they did just what I told them to do. I was worried that Victoria wouldn't go, but she gave me a grateful smile, looked at Amy in astonishment, then picked up Cindi, who was hysterical at this point, and left the room.When Amy got back to me, I gave her the gun I had and told her to set it next to the other one. When she returned I kept my hands out in front of me, sat down at. I had never liked the idea of someone owning another person outside of his or her own will. I mean, I'm very open minded and have read such books as The story of O and others like it, so if both parties are ok with the life style and you don't harm the other too badly I say go for it. But I never asked her to be an object to me. Come to think of it, I never asked her to be anything for me. Then it hit me. "Ris, if I were in your place I would want to be free. Free to choose for myself and not.