The tiny black box, and his voice or his cock always at the only small hatch. He had shouted his rules at me for hours, had me repeat them back, and u...on any mistake he electrified the steel of the box.Back to the present with the gift of air again, but he moves his hand to my newly pierced left nipple, its large ring still very sore with every movement. He plays with it as he squeezes my balls in rhythm, as if he’s trying to pump my stale cum from me physically as if I’m just one of those. ’ He closed the door. As Charles and I walked to the elevator, he took my hand. ‘He’s a nice guy to let those women stay with him and not expect anything,’ Charles said. ‘That’s how Derek is,’ I replied. ‘The first time I ever met him face to face, after a month or two of talking online and on the phone, was during that bad heat wave last summer. My kids and I were going nuts at home, we didn’t have an air conditioner, and it was just plain too hot to do anything. Derek found out and invited us. He raised his head, smiled and asked have a good night. Yes I told him, and asked where's Rebecca. He said she's in the bath and will be a while. He went back to licking my butt hole. I reached down and stroked my dick the way Rebecca showed me and massaged my little sack. He leaned back and said you're a fast learner. He began to rub my hole with his finger and pressed on it. I stopped stroking and spread my butt cheeks apart, hoping he'd put it in me. Tim smiled knowing what I wanted and. He looked up at her in surprise, but his expression was pleased, not distressed.“Leli?” Sierra had been the first to grant her the nickname, but it did wicked things to her to hear it in his husky voice.She smiled shyly. “I forgot something.”“Oh?” He looked around the tent as though trying to identify a belonging of hers that she’d left behind.She crept up to him while he was turned away, and ambushed him with a fiery kiss before he’d even noticed her there. She jumped away before he could pin.