Harold did. She wore a lot of leather things and carried a whip and a paddle, part of her standard hooker gear.When Harold was naked, he kneeled at he... feet, licking her boots until he was hard. That took a long time, sometimes, especially on the two days when she cut out the Viagra altogether. She loved to torment him, cruelly punishing him for being lazy and incompetent. And impotent. He would cry when she said that. When he was finally hard and she was satisfied with the shine on her boots,. Kelso, in like fashion as my self, skull fucked his throat like a crazed mad man. As I had done, it only took moments for him to blow his wad down Bradly's throat. Grabbing him on both sides of his head, Kelso popped his mouth about 5 times, pubes to teeth, blowing hot jock jizz down his throat. Pretty impressive, I thought to myself. It would be a couple of years yet, but eventually I would come to know the taste of the thick jock jizz, and it was really good :)Finally I yank Bradly back. But that just makes it all the better. I love when you lose control. I love when the beast inside of you comes out... It drives me wild.I apply a tiny bit of gloss to my full lips and then slip into my 5 inch black heels. They click over the marble tiles in the bathroom as I turn off the light. My heels are quieted by the plush white carpet in the hall and on the stairs. Now, where to wait until you walk through the door...?It has been to long since you have been home. Your job has taken you. We had spent a lovely summer together. We were at my cabin at the lake. I had been busy her last week in town, so I decided a few days alone at the cabin would be a perfect way to top off the summer. It all started the morning we drove up to the lake, and we had left early that morning, and it was hot for that early in the morning. I remember seeing Brook as she walked out to the car. She was wearing these black shorts, which showed off her lovely long legs, and a thin white tank top. The fact.