Deeper! Harder! Treat me like a toy!Don’t pull away. Be a good boy and finish your meal. Yes, that’s it. You’re going to make me cum.Oh fuck, ye...! More; give me more. Oh again!Yes, fuck, ooooh! Your tongue is so much better than his.Come here and fuck me. No! Don’t be gentle; take me.Yes, harder, harder, faster! I can feel it all the way up to my nipples. Your cock is so big, it’s filling me up. Can you feel me cumming on your magic cock again? Fuck yes!Hurry, he’s going to come back soon. Fuck. However their lustful interest cheered him up.His immunity to such approaches was of long standing and well known, and he suspected that some of the women wanted to see if they could entice him and attain the unattainable.It was after one of their practices in the week of the Friday gig that Viv approached Ged quietly away from the rest of the group to tell him that a friend of hers had seen Cassie with a very handsome man at the opera, and that they seemed very close. It hit him hard. Until. Ostensibly there as hostess and gofer, was June – Mom – the sometimes concubine of Gunny or Melody or Vivie as whim and occasion suited. In reality, she was there as an eavesdropper and a consultant, again as the situation suited.It was almost too funny; June had been instructed to chime in whenever she felt she had something to offer, but Bossie had been told to zip it. Inkie asked through Helva, A sheepish Gunny blushed and answered, He waited and Inkie nodded for him to continue. he. Good grief. You inhaled and exhaled – your breath billowed white around your face – and then pulled yourself together.And then you went upstairs and tried to pass the hours until ‘tonight’. For five endless days, nothing happened.Not only was there neither spanking nor the TV to be heard, there was literally no sound at all coming from below your bedroom floor.You were worried. For yourself, obviously, because that note had truly been inappropriate and deserved some sort of punishment. Were.