Looking down at his cock I see a wet spot of pre cum at the slit and wonder what that will taste like. Still sucking at his nipples my hand moves back...down his stomach to his cock and balls, his ball sack was starting to shrink tighten, the cock felt like a hot poker. Sliding up the rock hard shaft I slip a finger over the slit and collect some of the precum, then up and rub the precum over his nipples then lick it off savoring the new flavor of sweet but salty. How do I taste he says, very. It wasn't loose change;Instead it was a ring.An odd little bauble;A curious little thing.The ring was made of gold;A simple yellow band;He held it to the light.It shimmered in his hand.The inside was inscribed;With the tiniest of letters.Mark put on his glasses;So he could see them better.He expected 'Made in China'.That's not what he read.'Nearest person's desire';Is what the inscription said.The ring might be expensive;He didn't want it lost.Mark slipped it on his finger;Wondering what it. She gasped as his hands met her breasts and he kneaded them softly, the palms massaging over the nipples. She arched her back, pressing her tits against his hands, overcome with sensation. He felt her pleasure welling and meshing with his, and he spun the chair around on its wheels, so she was facing him. Sinking to his knees, he slid his hands onto her sides and moved them down to her hips, holding them firmly as he looked into her eyes. So long that he’d waited for this. By the lust brimming. How delicious to feel.I loved that so much. I savored that heat as I fucked her again and again. I rammed into her bowels with such force. I buried to the hilt in her anal sheath. It was such a rush to plow into her like that. I groaned, savoring that heat building in my balls.Diane’s orgasm swelled, too. She moaned louder, clutching Shetha’s hand. I loved the sounds Diane made as I buried into her bowels. It was such a rush. She shuddered, her body quivering with the need to burst.“Master,”.