Instructed and handled like a trained beast,Your tongue tips my velvet your eager to please.I keep you there until your tattered and torn.Rapture refl...cted in my eyes,As my fingers pinch your thighs.My corruption well adapted from your little boy roar.Enjoy it? Of course you do, can you really cry poor?Get your body up, making you stand,Order you to hold your cock in your hand.'Come on play for me now!'As I sit and comfortably watch.'Look at me while you do it, no don't stare!'Forbidden to look. ’ ‘Mm mm,’ and I put my fingers in my mouth to taste her earthy, fresh sweetness. I glanced again at her beautiful thighs and vulva. There was no pubic hair on or around her labia. There was only a neatly trimmed patch above her Venus mound. I had enjoyed her clean shaven loveliness for several months now. I couldn’t resist any longer. I pulled onto the shoulder of the road, parked and telescoped the steering wheel out of the way. Dorothy sighed, ‘What are you doing, Lover?’ In low,. .. Goddamn, this was even sexier than that quickie in the car. With that realization running through his mind, his manhood regained its former glory with such power that Christi nearly jumped off his lap. Just like in the car, Jason began bucking his hips with all of his strength, bouncing Christi as if he were trying to buck her off."Stop it you bastard! If you keep that up, I'll—" And stay out!" Christi yelled as Jason ran naked out into her front yard, looking for his clothes, which she had. I walk away with a jump, and a smile. Returning to my room, I quickly change and pull my hair up in a pony tail, then move quickly. Once again as I enter the room I hear Him say, "Far enough." This time, my garments are my collar, thin chains linking it to each pink leather cuff, and from them another thin chain to the ankle cuffs. A black corset hugs my waist tightly, pushing my boobies up. This time I do not wait to be told but hold on to the column, facing it. My legs are crossed and I bend.