" I personally thought Tricksie got carried away far too often, crossing the line from what should be done in front of others to what should be done i... private too much.As Richard knelt and Tricksie rummaged in his bag for his tool of choice, I spied one other person in the "audience": Mistress Matilda. She was a fortress of a woman, squat, rotund, seemingly as big around as she was tall; if you put tusks on her, you'd have thought she was a warthog walking on two legs. I didn't know if she was. I don't know if Steve ever fantasized or dreamt of other women, but if he did, and if it was anything like mine, i felt sorry for him. I have come to hate the sun as I watch it go down, for when it is gone the night will come, and just like all the nights passed by this week, i know tonight will also be no different. The night will come, no mercy shown in it's black, starless cloak, seeming instead to mock me, as if the night itself knows what waits for me upon it's arrival.Night was once a. I wrapped my hand around the shaft and wanked it up and down slowly.The tall one then stopped caressing me for a while, the film had suddenly become more interesting. Soon however I got his attention again when he simply turned to me, and with one hand cupped my breast. Leaning forward he started to lick and kiss the top of my breast. I felt his tongue trace along the top swell of them. Once or twice he carefully bite the soft white fresh.I carried on meanwhile wanking the short one. The top of. I wanted to wank you off and think about a stranger's cock in my hand. That's what made me cum so hard. Is that bad of me?" If it makes you cum that hard, keep right on thinking it. After all, it’s just a fantasy... or is it? Do you really want to try it?" I'll be honest, part of me wants to. But my sensible head says, no way. Just when we were both turned on, my sensible head was nowhere to be seen." Tell you what we will do. We will have a dummy run. There is an adult cinema about ten miles.