So, I contacted Peter Mathis at The Leather Box, back in Texas. He was all-too happy to make a custom collar for my sweet, sweet sister. He believed i... to be a gag gift, brother to sister, and I let him. The only downside was that it wouldn’t be ready in time for Christmas. I offered to pay double his fee if he could make it a priority. His response was, “Oh, hun, for that kind of money, I’ll hand deliver it myself!” Then I gave him the address for shipping, and he assured me it would be there. He sat down, my eyes were stuck on his crotch and my heart was thumping out of my chest. He took his laptop and put some porn on, on the TV. He then grabbed his bong and took a huge rip. My eyes were still glued to his cock. It was just waiting for pleasure under those boxers.As he exhaled he reached down and pulled his soft cock through the hole of the boxers. It was limp and cut, but absolutely beautiful. I leaned my head forward and began to kiss the head. The amazing smell of his cock. (Can anyone say exhibitionist?)Every time the lights came on I looked up into his smiling glazed over eyes staring straight ahead as if nothing was out of normal. Stop after stop this went on......about 6 miles maybe more but I knew his stop was close again more importantly I knew he was getting close to cumming (a guy knows). I used every trick I knew to get my reward. Just before the lights of the campus came into view he came hard and filled my mouth (his free hand went to the back of my. There is a bedside mat on the right side, which is the side I was on. Don’t trip over the mat as you go.”Reg was noting those details. “Okay, I am off. Wish me luck.” He climbed out of bed over Frances, kissing her as he did so. He left the room thoughtfully.Following the instructions, he found Prudence’s bedroom door by the yellow cast of the small night light in one of the power sockets. He eased the door open and slipped into the dark room. Gently he orientated himself according to Erika’s.