”“That’s amazing. Can we do that every day?” Jenny asked with a big smile.“I would love too.” John giggled.After they had gotten dressed, ...ohn unlocked the door. Before he opened the door, he looked at Jenny with a big smile. He was surprised he did not hurt. He had done some major healings, but no downtime for himself since those healings of others. Maybe he had healed himself enough where he was able to pass the pain into Mother Earth rather than collecting it in his body. He would talk with. Nurse from it. Love it good. And stroke my cock!" Andthe son did. He kept the suction cup on his dad's tortured right tit whilehe treated the massively swollen left one to an oral love job. Lee gruntedonce, twice and again before muttering, "Oh, my son... nobody has evertreated my tits so well. Damn, your tit loving is tremendous."The nipple was raised from his dad's chest a good inch or so. Its tit wasthick and pointed more like a fat bullet than a pencil eraser, and itsareola looked. The guards escorted the women out to their car and placed all their shopping in the boot for them. Each one having one last feel of Sam's round curvy white body.On the drive home Stella was instructing Sam on what she needed to do for Charles when they got back. She was to jump in the shower, clean her body and shave her pussy so there was no hair at all, then dress in her new outfit, once she was ready she was to walk down to the study, then knock the door and enter without saying anything,. Just as he reached the very tops of her legs, she could take it no more and reached down to guide his tongue to her glistening slit. He had been impressed with how long she had let him torture her in this slow and gentle manner but he wasn’t done yet. When we felt her hands on his head, he stopped and laughed quietly in her ear, ‘Not yet my good girl,’ he whispered as he gently tied her wrists together with the silk scarf, lifted them above her head, and tied them to the head board. Being able.