“Yes..pl…please stroke my cock...” I stammer. “Hmmm, we will see about that, here’s the thing. I am in control and will make the decisions�.... She says as she slides a well lubed finger into my ass. “First things first, we need to get you prepared to take this cock of mine, we can’t ruin your first time… know you will be coming back for more.” A second finger works its way into my little hole, her pace increasing. The feeling is sensational when she brushes up against my prostate. I feel like I. "Eleven inches long." I replied. Her mouth fell open and she moved closer to me."Oh. My. God. Danny, I've been looking for you all my life!" Her hand was in my lap, tracing the length of my growing cock. Her eyes seemed to glaze over for a minute. A moan escaped her lips. My cock was like an iron pipe, running down my leg and she was making it harder than I could remember ever being."You like it?" I asked. "Honey, I like it and I am going to love it! We need to get out of here. Pay the tab. Oh, can you please save the material for me? I don't want to walk around carrying a heavy bag." But of course I can, Miss Wilkerson," Mr. Klinton said eagerly, "You are welcome in my shop any time. Any time at all! And I think your choices are superb! The blue especially will complement your beautiful eyes!" Why, thank you, Mr. Klinton! How sweet of you to say so," Melanie simpered, and flounced out of the shop.She strolled down the street, trying to keep out of the way of the jostling crowds. " Janice called out, ignoring what her Mistresswas telling her and hoping this wasn't going to go wrong."Wait for me," cried Greta, but it was too late and they sped offdown the drive without giving Greta the chance to ask where they weretaking him."Hi Michael," the smaller man was on the phone, "Tony here, we'vedone your pick up but one is badly injured."Janice couldn't hear the other end of the conversation."No she was hurt before we got here."Another pause."Yes, OK, will do."Then he.