"Yes," I murmured back. I didn't want to talk much and make it sound like I agreed to this. She held the camera with her left, and with her right she ...rabbed my cock and started slowly stroking it, giving the head a few pinches. It felt great. I was so horny. So very horny. "First there is a little something we need to do to make this video just that little extra bit humiliating," she said. My mind raced as I tried to figure it out. She got out the bottle of lube and started poring it over my. Since that encounter, I had masturbated multiple times a day thinking of shooting my load deep down her throat and watching her swallow every last drop. Unfortunately, last week, I only had half an hour, and a killer boob fuck and quick blowjob was all we had time for. I was hoping this week would be different.“I see you brought some wine,” she said“Yes, I figured you could add it to your bar.”“I could, or we could drink it tonight, how long will you be available for training?” she asked.“I’m. . if you can figure out which lesson should be to us all!!!! A couple of valuable lessons here... SocratesKeep this in mind the next time you are about to repeat a rumor or spread gossip.In ancient Greece (469 - 399 BC), Socrates was widely lauded for his wisdom. One day an acquaintance ran up to him excitedly and said, “Socrates, do you know what I just heard about Diogenes?”“Wait a moment,” Socrates replied, “Before you tell me I’d like you to pass a little test. It’s called the Triple Filter. I caressed the tip, knowing just how I used to like being touched. He was cut, and tracing his head gave me immense arousal. My own cock was straining desperately in its cage, wishing it could be touched the way I was touching Damien's cock. "That's it," he instructed. "Do you like touching it?" Yes," I said meekly, kneeling before his giant manhood, my skirt riding high on my thighs and my cock cage preventing any satisfaction of arousal on my own part. It had long since been a secret fantasy.