I leave her like this while I go downstairs and pour a drink, return and watch from the doorway as she moans and squirms begging for attention. I re-e...ter the bedroom, walk up and slap her bound engorged tits, lightly at first and then a little harder and she begs for more. I pinch and pull her nipples and she moans. I stick my now rock hard cock in her mouth and plunge it down her throat. I watch as it goes down her throat, I can see the bulge as it fills her throat, I continue to abuse her. As she rounded my shoulders, her frown returned. Her face pointed over my shoulder as if, though sightless, she couldn’t bear the sight of my damaged body. When she reached my hips, the tears fell out of the wells of her eye sockets and streamed unchecked down her face. Instinctively, I took her face and began to kiss away the tears. I licked her cheeks delicately, gently. My tongue circled her openings, the tip sampling the velvet skin of her lids. And then, in. Into the reservoirs of her. Sheseemed hypnotized by his explanation.> "Imean, honest to God Missus. I was cutting theirlawn, you know, doing>yard work forthem, and the little twat kept saying howhandsome my chest>was. Youknow, I didn't wear a shirt cause it was summer and hot and all. And I would sweat. And she keptwatchingme and saying how smooth and>beautful my chest was. I got a nice chest..." Withthat, he unbuttoned the>strippedshirt he wore and revealed his brown, smoothchiseled chest and his big full nipples. His. Such immoderate moments brought with them the memory of Alyssa as she emerged from the dark of the alley, struggling to hold together her self-respect, and the clothes her torn buttons could not. Only now, it wasn't Alyssa's face she saw emerging from the dark of the alley, it was Simone's!Nowhere were Wilhelmina's affections for him more apparent than when at day's end she would walk him safely home. They were the oddest of couples walking the streets of New York. This tall, masculinely.