.and as I'd finally withdrawn my cock, the excess had ran down the crack of her slightly plump ass and onto the sheets beneath her. 'Oh MY GOD!' Steve...had said, coming up close to the bed to witness Cindy's over-full pussy. 'What a load! Holy shit!!' I'd found his---admiration? his appreciation? pleasing to my ego, and as I rolled over next to his wife, my glistening wet cock, still mainly erect, became the focus of both Cindy, as well as Steve. 'Now that,' Steve had said, without prompting,. ‘‘Unless you are a terrorist, support terrorist financially or materially and terrorism in general, there is nothing to be on edge about. On the other hand if you fit into those categories, you better grow eyes in the back of your head. Sooner or later we will get you. You are running out of places to hide.”‘‘The Paris operation was a clear example of new cooperation and new laws between the Pact countries to fight terrorism,’’ I said.‘‘Just why did JBG have so many men involved in a French. ”“Don’t tell me, hum it to me.” And with that I felt her pulling my head down. I took several deep breaths and let her push me down her beautiful body to her pussy. I regained my previous position and slipped my tongue into her, I then spread my lips further, taking her clitoris into my mouth. Thinking my favorite song was a tad slow; I started humming “Missionary Man”. As the first notes struck her clitoris, her hips jumped. A moment later her legs wrapped around me, her feet digging into my. But that crate... I shiver in fear, knowing that if She were to lock me in there, I may have an anxiety attack. Thank God I told Her long ago that I am claustrophobic. Mistress returns to my side and grabs the leash from the floor. Giving it a sharp tug, I follow Her once more. She walks me over to the cross, knowing that I am familiar with it. Grabbing the back of my hair suddenly, She pulls me up to where I am standing."You know this. Get in position. Now."Scrambling, I scurry over to the.