It'll never happen again. Please Master?" I beg incoherently as he pushes me onto my back, him above me. He traces the head of his cock around my arou...ed cunt. "You're forgiven slut." He groans.I buck my hips eagerly against his cock, wanting him to fill me. "Please, please.." I beg helplessly before wrapping my legs around his waist.He pushes against my entrance as he bites my nipple hard. I scream out loud as he fills me full of his delicious cock. He tugs harder on my nipple, my cunt. Next I went to the toilet and then started taping. First, I taped up myscrotum to get my balls out of the way. Where'd they go? That's mylittle secret. Then I taped my member back between my legs. A criss-cross here, a little on the sides, a little over the top (bottom?) andviola, no bulge in front. The bonus here is I am still able to sit andpee. I'd need to take spare tape along if I had to do, you know, numbertwo. That could get messy.It actually wasn't all that easy to finish taping. My. It would be the yard service that Mr. Lowery uses. His house was directly across from mine. A look in that direction showed me two big mowers running over areas of the large yard. There were two men running weed eaters also. One of the guys was running his weedeater at the mailbox, no more than a hundred feet from my front door. My car was probably sixty feet away. I would be walking straight toward him.Just to be careful I looked to my left where I saw Mr. Bozeman sitting on his back porch. That was with a bloke and never anything with a girl. I’d been with a boyfriend a couple of years before and once during sex in the bedroom he’d slapped my bottom a bit and I’d let him. Over the next few weeks he’d kind of tried more and more adventurous things. I wasn’t that keen but I admit that there is always something a bit sexy about playing any sort of sex game that turns on your partner. I suppose the truth is that I was actually quite excited by trying naughty and kinky things too. But.