“I want you to give me pleasure with your mouth, but you must keep my cock hard for at least half an hour and in that time I must not come.” Now ...is tone becomes stern,“Do you understand me slave?” “I do.” He seems satisfied with this and settles back in the ebony chair. I grasp his cock in my hand, ensuring that I pull his foreskin back gently. I notice that it is pierced by a bar of gold with finials of rare stones. I use this jewel as a starting point and feel him getting harder immediately. "But you're as bad as he was. Everything he said was probably true. I am going to make this quick for you though. Open your mouth."Now that was something I could do. "Pull down your pants," I said lustily. "This is going to be the best blow job you've ever had." Yeah," he said snidely. "But it's not going to be the kind of blow job you give your Johns." He pulled a gun from his pocket and stuck the barrel in my mouth. "This is going to be the kind of blow job where I blow your slutty brains all. ”“Yeah, Robin pulled it out of the oven less than twenty minutes ago,” Matt gestured with the boxes. He was relieved of them immediately.“Those the fucking pastries?” A gravelly voice exclaimed, “Man I fucking love this hellhole of a city. That’d be the worst part about getting too big to play The Maritimes.”“Hi,” I tried to smile as the second guy, in a plain white wife beater and heavy jeans took the bag out of my hands.“Yeah, well, we do great work,” Matt slipped a card from his case. He. I went through *sniff* a lot today.*sniff sniff* When will it be over, *sniff* Master???It would have been over now if you had only answeredme.?, I answered. I turned the only other knob on the shorter pole for a minuteor two, then she yelped. There?s a small copper rod in the center of theshorter pole, and the pole holding her cunt in place. It has a barbed copperwire on the end of it. That was getting pushed into her cervix. I pushed itslightly further, and she began screaming some more. I.