They were no showponies, but working chattel. The front of their body's were however not without ornamentation. Bells hang from the ring that had been...pierced trough the areola of each breast, in addition a spiked ball hang in a chain connecting the two breasts together. This had the purpose of bouncing against the breasts, causing severe pain in case the ponygirl should attempt a running escape. Both had a number of tattoos on the front of their body, these were certainly not asked for, even. I was feeling adventurous and maybe a little curious as to why he wanted to spend more time with me. I couldn't help but look at his hands when he spoke, I wanted to feel his calloused fingertips on my skin. I remember him putting on Killswitch Engage: The End of Heartache. We were just jamming along to it when he reached over and brushed the hair away from my face, grazing my cheek slightly. I leaned towards him, enjoying his touch. He took his other hand and cupped my face. Before I even knew. I started to read my paper to take my mind off Diane and my hard cock, the time passed and we slowly pulled into Kings Cross station, London, i got my holdall from the luggage rack, Diane then asked how far away the hotel was, so i looked at her and said "are you coming with me then or just teasing me again" she quickly replied "Cummin with you, i want to see what's in your pants" i was shocked by her openness, so we came out of Kings Cross station and turned to our left towards the hotel, we. He shut down the pc and put the tv on a low volume, he’d claim that he’d fallen asleep watching tv when she woke him. He didn’t think she’d appreciate him having spent the night masturbating.Jane woke him up with a kiss on his cheek, Dan was very sleepy, it was only 7.30am. He explained how he’d fallen asleep on the sofa and Jane suggested he go up to bed and sleep properly for a few hours.Dan woke a number of hours later, he was sure he could hear talking coming from downstairs, Jane and a.