The depression took a minute or so to move through as Ronnie began to work desperately on my still soft penis. I say penis here, because it was as if ...t was someone else's. I felt detached from the situation. Perhaps I was going through a little more denial.Soon though, I came to grips with the end of my life. I was no saint, to be sure. I had little respect for wedding vows, but I tried to help out people when I could. I kept my promises, although, to be honest, I fudged a little on what. I told her I am not sure I want to tell you but I have a lot of fantasies and you may not like them.She said its all good and she wanted to know. I told her I love to control and dominate women in bed, I said I enjoy extreme control. She got so interested and kept asking me tell me more details etc, so I said I will love to call you names like slut, bitch, whore etc, have you on a collar and leash, cum on you, piss on you and control your orgasm.She said she wanted all that except for the piss,. Jenna could not believe how sexy wild-haired Laura looked as she gazed back at her with lust-hooded eyes. Laura raised her butt as Jenna dragged her panties off. Then she fell back on the couch as Jenna buried her head under Laura’s skirt. Jenna had a talented tongue, almost in the same league as Robby, Laura thought – part of Laura’s mind was strangely analytical and focused on the process. But Jenna was clearly not the one who had taught Robby his technique. They had completely different. I cleaned my cock with the towel on the bed, dressed then left the room and headed back to Colin's office. Janice and Colin followed maybe 30 seconds later, Janice had me go with them to her office."Well, you're a natural, there will be times where your instructions will change, give the woman oral first or she wants anal but is mostly like that. Think you could handle that every day?" Said Janice."Every day? Uh, sure." I replied.Colin laughed."Look at that face, of course he can." He.