. it just felt like heaven, and I didn’t even want to resist it anymore, I just left her to rub my hard cock with that soft – tho surprisingly big...– foot. I wanted to look down and see her sexy foot as she rubbed my throbbing cock, but I thought I would look very weird if Tim noticed that I’m looking down at my cock.. Time passed and I was still enjoying that soft foot.. then His mother said:’I’m going to be late, I have to leave guys, bye Tim, Bye Jack!’ I just screamed in my mind:’Nooooo!’ I. I would have been cowering in his place, cringing eagerly by the side of such a cruel master. I would have been reverent and in awe of the fact that I could experience his whips, fearfully nipping his fingertips with small pleas of mercy on my tongue.I lowered my gaze and finished walking to Calloway’s side, reminded that I didn’t get to experience the intimate dance with his whips. I was jealous of his sub, viciously so, and the defeated subjugation from before came back to me. I didn’t have. My right arm was around her shoulders, my hand on her left tit. Her left hand was rubbing the inside of my right leg. It was obvious we wouldn't be seeing much of the movie. I was about to learn why drive-in theaters of the day were called passion pits. As the lot lights dimmed, and the screen came to life, I opened the top four of Ann's six blouse buttons. Her tits were fully exposed to my hands and eyes. Her hardened nipples were about the size of an elementary school pencil eraser. They. Finally after a few weeks without any let-up in her discomfort, I persuaded her to see a doctor.First came the unease. We fed each other's anxiety when this test showed it might be this, that test showed it may be that, and the other one was inconclusive. Then came the thunderbolt. After a CT scan, they said she probably had a small leak in a vessel, but that it would absorb back in, and the headaches should disappear. The scary part was that she could be susceptible and that it might occur.