She knew he liked to keep his personal life private and stayed out of the spotlight as much as he could.“I have studio time tomorrow. I can’t just...up and leave. Patti would kill me if I missed it,” she said making a weak excuse.“So? I’ve left things in Nashville hanging to be with you,” he said unfairly, then quickly added nicely, “Look, this doesn’t have to be a final answer on our relationship. Just come to Texas with me for the weekend. I want you to see my home and get to know me outside of. He lifted up and took my cock in his mouth. He cleaned me up for a minute and then popped me out and started eating my cum out of Kelly’s pussy as she started to drain it out.When we were all clean and down from the high, we all uncoupled and fell on our backs. We were all quiet. Finally, Patrick said, “No I’m not queer. We’ve all been doing anything that feels good. I thought it would feel good so I did it.”I said, “I’m not queer either, but I have to tell you, that felt fucking amazing and I. I am wet. You pull your hand out and lick your fingers... and with one swift movement you pull me off the desk... and turn me over. My hands are free again, but this time you bind them behind me with your tie and then make me bend over your desk. You ask me to spread my legs, and push my skirt up to my waist to enable that. Then you sit back on your chair to enjoy the view. You don't touch me for what seems like an eternity... but might have been 2 mins... I feel the chill on my bum and on my. OK," he relented, Mistress smiled.Slowly he raised his hips then he pushed himself along the floor, muchlike a worm does."Faster slave," Mistress demanded and nodded to me. I used the prod onhis bum. So, in this way he crawled to worship Mistresses boots. Once hereached her, Mistress made him worship the sole of both boots, then ashigh up as he could reach on each boot.....Finally."Enough....I'm horny....Davina prepare him," she demanded."Get me a drink first," she ordered.I prepared a fruit.