" The leatherman'sslave approached. He was a younger guy, about 5'6". He wore tight leathershorts, boots and a chain around his neck with a lock. He a...proached hismaster eagerly and almost forgetting to lower his eyes in respect. Theleatherman said, "Boy, this is slave Juan. Give each other a nice slavekiss." i didn't know what he meant and just stood there but slave Juan cameup to me, hands locked behind his back. i did the same and we began to kissfor master's pleasure. Slave Juan was a cute. He, with his rifle in hand and she with her bow and barefoot.As soon as they were inside the cave, he managed to roll the large stone back into place so that it would almost completely block the entrance. Since he didn't know for how long they would be gone, he didn't want anyone coming to his cottage looking for him and maybe discovering the entrance to the cave in the process of searching for him. Once this was done, he made her close her eyes and guided her onto the flat plate of the arch.. ‘Rai, I’ve been thinking—’ ‘Uh-oh. Stop right there. You and thinking is never good for me.’ But even as I laugh and try to lighten the mood, I can feel a weight settle around us. This is the moment. We part ways here. I know it, and I’ve prepared myself for it. He’s visiting Ireland, I’m visiting Ireland, and our bodies were just briefly visiting each other. Hello. Bang (x100). Goodbye. Leo might say different, might feel different, but no matter how far our ‘relationship’ gets, traversing an. I got my clothes off and that was that.”“You fucked him?” I was surprised at the speed of it. The question was unpremeditated.“Oh, no!” she said hurriedly, “I wouldn’t let him have me without a condom. So it was mutual manual, nothing else. I wasn’t looking for full on sex. It took me by surprise – the event and my urgent response. I suppose it made it easier the second time – he had bought condoms by then. And, I’m sorry, by then I wanted it.“Once we’d done it, I felt really guilty. I thought,.