Then, again. And again. And again. With each contact, I the pressure from my lips was increased and broader. His manhood twitched.After a fifth ki...s, I ran my trembling tongue along the upper, dorsal surface of his semi-slumped shaft until my nose bumped with his solid lower abs and spiky pubes. There, at his small bushy crown, I kept kissing more. I could feel his engorging cock hardening under my chin. I could hear him having long gulps of his beer and a long refreshing “aaaaaaah!”. The only way was to wait until she heard Stan snoring. She’d quietly slip out of bed and creep to the laundry, open the back door and let Toby in. Sex with Toby always left her sexually satisfied if it hadn’t been for that fateful afternoon she would have continued in an unfulfilled married life. Sex with Toby was to be very different on this particular night. When Toby entered the laundry he immediately pushed his nose up between Norma’s thighs, Norma shuddered as he pushed his cold wet. I can say that Phoebe's book certainly is. At least up until the time "Bruce" was supplanted by "Rebel", a sadistic young Jewess with a taste for body-piercing. In the story, Rebel nailed Bruce with a wooden stake through his rectum, in reality the sneaky little bitch set me up to be arrested for rape and burglary. Well, burglary. To be fair, I have to admit the rape was not planned by Rebecca.Slave to a Harsh Mistress begins with an innocent schoolmistress, Penny, being persuaded to help raise. "Yeah. You were a very good girl."She nodded fervently and smiled a glassy smile. "A good girl." I winced, realizing what I'd done. Well, I hoped that'd make Lorelei's job a little easier as a mother. Lorelei smiled at us and said, "Yes, she is a good girl." She looked proud of her daughter. Then she looked at me with a smoldering expression and said, "Just like her mother." Now, I've never been all that skilled at picking up signals from women - oblivious, one might charitably say. So imagine.