She could hardly contain the wine in the glasses as she paraded before him, coming ever closer. She could plainly see his cock throbbing now, and his ...yes looked like two embers, even hotter than those in the low burning fireplace. Her heart pounded so loud in her chest, it’s all she could hear for the moment. She reached out to hand him his glass, straining to not spill, tearing her eyes away from his manly treasure for a moment to spy his outreached trembling hand. His excitement was. The head of his erection was running over my tongue as I moved it in a circular motion, up and down, back and forth. My tongue was polishing the head of his throbbing erection.Then I took three-inches of his erection deep into my mouth and held it there. Next with my tongue at the underside of his erection, I slid it forwards along his shaft, as far as I could comfortably go, then slid it backward. And kept sliding it forwards and backward, massaging the same section of his erection, keeping. . Master..." she stammered as you pushed your way past her. Recovering, she glanced quickly up the street and then shut the door behind you. "I... I wasn't... wasn't expecting you today." I can see that," you replied coldly. "Drop the gown!"Fearing further punishments, Mrs Dougherty hurried to obey and soon the gown was pooled about her feet. You smiled for beneath the gown she was nude. "Well, at least you got something right," you commented as you checked out the mass of bruises covering her. It looked great on her, bringing out the red of her hair.I started towards the couch. She looked at me oddly and made some sort of gesture with her hands. Suddenly, I just wanted to stand where I was. 'Weird,' I thought and sipped some of the Jim Beam.She looked at me and frowned. "I've really had it with clowns like you who think a handsome face and some corny line are enough to get any woman into bed with them. I spent the day with several of my clients over at the complex. And, you.