We had out routines perfectedand they weren't easy routines at all. According to my mother, thesewere the most difficult we had ever attempted. Things...were looking good,I had even managed to tone down my girly side so that I wasn't lookingat Steven like a lovesick puppy all of the time, although I stillthought he was pretty amazing and that he was too good for that bitchLisa.Who just so happened to turn up to the Friday session just as it wasending, they were going on a date tonight. "The Reverend stuck us down here with those two." Speaking of which..." I said looking at the two men.Brian leaned towards the women. "You're going to want to stick around. Things like that do tend to happen around Miguel! His Sword did chop the guy's foot off." I like 'lop' better," I told Brian. "Chop doesn't sound right! I mean chopping stuff is like chop-chop-chop. Kellie didn't chop-chop-chop his foot off."JoAnne looked at Kellie. "Is she like the white ladies? She's not wearing. Her reverie from the previous evening had come true. At the desk signing for her she found a white male looking at least seventy. To her six foot- two (188cm) he barely reached her chin. He was balding, with that nerdy but intelligent appearance of an accountant. He wasn?t really ugly but far from handsome. She felt good about this client; tonight she would give an old man her young totally submissive body and sincere passionate love.In the room he removed her chains and then watched her pose. His moans were now a whisper. Barely audible grunts and gasps as I ate his ass and stroked his cock.He pushed back onto my face now, desperate for me to continue. His cock began throbbing, loving how I gently stroked it and squeezed it with every tongue penetration of his ass. I was tasting his most intimate area, and he loved it.“I am going to cum. Oh fuck I am going to cum,” he implored.I was waiting for that. I put the cup below his cock and began milking him, squeezing and tugging hard on.