Some bubbles go up my nose and tickle the back of my throat. My shoulders relax, as I sink properly into the bath, our legs touching and sending tingl...s through them. You put your glass down, and ask me to turn around so that you can scrub my back. Although I cannot see them through the soap bubbles, I can feel your legs opening, ready to make room for me to sit between them. The previous glimpse of your vulva as you stepped into the bath works on my imagination, as my mind fills with images or. "John crowded me up against the inside of the door, gave me a very cold and serious look, and said softly in my ear. "I'm sorry, Don. Please forgive me." He pulled back just enough for our eyes to meet, and his glare was cold as ice. "I'm so sorry, Donny. I'm sorry I didn't fuck your sissy ass last night. I'm very, very sorry that you're going to drop to your knees and suck my cock, or I'll tell everyone you know that you're a homo. I'm so sorry that you're a sorry excuse for a boy. You're a. Vandaman.”“Oh really? Your proof please,” he forced a chuckle.“Your attempts to hack information at the Bureau of Interstellar Trade, which I traced back to your residence and the insider trading of Imperial Mining Conglomerates,” Denusk stated from almost behind Duvrach. “I may not be a credible witness, but, the records are there and certainly your wife didn’t use the information, only companies related to you.”“Not as clever as you thought when you piqued my interest after your last. Every time he came he could feel himself get a little tighter, a little thicker down below. Not that that stopped him for even a moment, the more of him there was between his legs the more free and proud of himself he became. Theo also delighted in fondling his swelling balls, which were now the size of medium oranges, feeling their heft, feeling his furry sac moving over them in his paw. Their production growing every time he came, sometimes he could shoot off loads for the better part of a.