He cleaned the pungent footwear as quickly and thoroughly as possible, the thick taste of leather building up on his tongue. As he performed his boot-...icking duties, he could hear objects being setup on the stage around him. Mistress Styx was giving her crew time to prepare the rest of Darius' ordeal. She pulled her left boot away and planted the right one in front of his face so the work could continue.*SWAT SWAT SWAT*Three more lashes whipped into Darius' ass to provide encouragement.Much of. He moaned and began moving around. Not being a dummy I blew on the head of his dick thinking that I enjoyed it so why wouldn’t he. And he did. Then I ran my tongue around the head of his cock. I didn’t know what I was doing but it felt good when he licked me and I was trying to make him feel like I did.My tongue continued to run around and over the head of his cock. He was moaning quit loudly and I decided what to do next. Now I couldn’t stick my tongue in his dick but I thought I could stick. I turn up with the dog and his owner, the dog fucks you, I give you a million dollars, everyone is happy.” “No funny business,” Susan said quickly, “I am fucking the dog, not you, not its owner, well not unless there is another million dollars on the table,” she laughed nervously. “Yeah just the dog, though afterwards I doubt anyone would touch the sides for a while anyway,” Chuck said with a laugh and before Susan could question him he went on, “So I will see you at your house at 8 o’clock. I think that he was fourteenHe mowed the back and front lawns for me and I paid him generously because I was quite well off and his mother wasn't. So I suggested that he gave her half the money and the rest to the scoutmaster. It was high summer and Richards's mother Martha and I were enjoying a stroll through Blue Bell woods. We were going to be very daring and dip our feet into the cold water of the lake on the east side of the woods. As we chatted away Martha told me something rather.