Now Daphnis stretches out his tongue and begins to lick into the urethra, as if trying to find more water in its source. Vehemently his tongue digs de...per and deeper, trying squeezing into the urethra through its narrow opening. His efforts seem to have their desired results, for it seems that now more creamy liquid starts to emanate from the urethra and flow into Daphnis’ mouth. Encouraged by this, Daphnis digs even harder while his lips begin to glide up and down more quickly. The youth, it. She pulled me to her feet and fasted the garter belt, attaching the 8 straps to my perfect stockings. Next she slid the panties up over the garter straps, pulling my dick back between my legs. Lastly she put the corset on, tightening the corset until I could hardly breathe. I though she was finished, but as I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw her reach into her vanity drawer and withdraw a permanent marker. She turned my around, and wrote something on my left ass cheek. When she stopped, I. ’ The statement was abrupt and he slapped his hand down on the desk. ‘Bill, I’m going to need at least a week to get what we need. Are you OK with that?’ ‘I’ve been married to that woman for nearly twenty years. Another week isn’t going to make it worse. Take the time you need to get what we have to get, OK?’ ‘Got it. I’ll let you know as soon as I think we’re done. Take care, Bill.’ His parting words were meant sincerely. He turned slowly and left the office. Within seconds, Vera was at the. “I hope so,” I said, “I’m running on fumes.” The machine hummed and out came the paper receipt. The clerk handed me a pen and I signed the receipt. I signed the receipt, trying desperately to think of something witty to say, but I couldn’t. As I handed the receipt to her, she smiled and politely took it from my hand. “The pump has been giving us fits,” she said, as she stuck the receipt in the drawer of the cash register, “So if it doesn’t pump, let me know.” I lifted the handle to the gas.