I am not a Sir who is goingto waste any time trying to figure out how to keep you sexually excited. Ifthat's what you want go to the Eagle and find so...e insecure make-believemaster who'll try to satisfy you while he's giving orders."i knew what Sir was talking about. i guess that one of the reasons i nevergot into the Dom/sub bar world was that i never really believed that theDoms were Doms. They seemed just as desperate as the subs."Now let's go to the bedroom."i had never been in Sir's. That took the place of the dinette. I moved my tubs of cleaning supplies from under the kitchen sink out to the trailer. My tool bags and power tools went in the foot-wells of the truck's back seat. They were pretty heavy so I let the truck's suspension bear their weight. Next went the firearms, wrapped in a blanket. I had a couple of electric fans, one with a heating element. I filled all my empty water jugs, took a little propane camping lantern and a twenty-pound tank mostly full of propane. ..now my car is pretty distinctive and has a bike rack...when I approach I notice a truck that I had flashed earlier is parked in the truck parking area...oh shit....as I get closer to my car I figure it out....I am busted. So the guy by my car is one of the trucks I had passed while stroking...and the driver proceeds to start to threaten to call the cops as he had taken down my plate number....he goes on with the threat for a while...but finally said come to my truck and we can talk about. Encouraged by my hot breath and the promise of orgasm your prodigious cock rises to its purpose. You thrust your hips towards my mouth and command me to suck. However, I already have three loads of semen in my belly this evening and I am in no rush for my fourth. “Not just yet,” I whisper, almost to myself, encouraging restraint.I begin to work your foreskin, slow and steady, repeatedly exposing your florid sculpted cock-crown to the night air as you try in vain to angle your penis into my.