I love to focus on teasing the head. My tongue exploring every inch of the mushroom cap and the rim underneath. Savoring the flavor. My left-hand cups...and gently massages the balls while my right-hand strokes and twists along the length of the shaft. I go in sets of 5 and tens throwing in a nice deep throat now and then to keep the shaft lubed. I try to get it deeper every time and hold it in longer. When I gag a bit, I pull up and go back to focusing on the head. Cowboy was really enjoying. I told her it was as thrilling for me as anything I had ever experienced and she smiled and said, “well, you aren’t through yet… There’s more for you… Eat my pussy some more!” She pushed my head down to between her legs again and had me tongue and slurp and taste their love juices. Chills ran over my body as I tasted their juices mixed together, knowing I was tasting and drinking both of them! When she felt that I had had enough and her pussy couldn’t take the attention any more (too much. "Bruce's anus clenched at her stern and sincere tone, feeling completely under her control already, and he was somehow relieved to remove his clothes and kneel obediently before her. She left the bed and strutted around him, viewing his flanks and buttocks, wondering how sweetly they would accept her canes and whips; she was pleased with what she saw; as the maid had suggested, he was in very reasonable physical shape considering being middle-aged."Have you ever hurt a woman in any way? I will. Was she at work?, was she at home cooking tea?, was she preparing herself for me to fuck her!I nearly spat my drink out when he said this. "Do you have a photograph of her?"I said I didn't have one on me so he said I should bring one tomorrow so that he could see what she was like. He said this in a way only he could get away with. Its hard to explain. Sort of asking but demanding in the same way, but nicely. I suppose this was the military training again.The next evening I took three photos.