I got to the top of the stairs and I located it. I walked to her bed and lie-down flat on my back. I gave my cock a couple of “firm-up” strokes.I ...ooked at her and said, “It’s about time you did some work tonight!”She climbed on the bed facing me and straddled me in position. My cock was lying flat on my stomach. I grabbed her at the hips with both thumbs aimed at her clit. She looked down at my hands, clearly reading my intentions. We locked eyes and I gave her a nod. She lifted herself up and. ?Hello. This is my slave boy, and he volunteered for this, believe it or not. If you want to watch you are welcome, but I have to warn you – it will become even kinkier in a while?. Strangely, while the man was more set on leaving, the women, who couldn?t suppress a funny smile, argued that they should stay to see the show. I saw a dangerous glimpse in her eyes – she was definitely discovering her sadistic side right there, and was obviously enjoying my pain and hardship. So, while my Master. I hold the back of his head as our tongues whirl around. I can feel his hard cock through his shorts. I hope I can take it. I reach under my own shirt and tug at my bra, the underwire held in place by the weight of my tits; and toss it to the floor. I stand up and lead him to the bedroom, pulling my little t-shirt up and over my head as I go. I turn to look to him and he’s way ahead of me, he’s standing there naked, cock hard as steel with a glistening of pre-cum at the tip. A hungry look in. He brain did not try to process this need; by now, he was much more sex machine than cop.Either way, he had to change out of these pants and maybe find some clean clothes. The semen-stained, sweaty clothes he currently wore went straight into the garbage. Mickey realized earlier this day that he had no qualms about walking around nude, so he followed his engorged cock into the kitchen to find a meal worthy of his day’s calorie burn. He found it in the form of a leftover slab of lasagna. He.