She walked past the gate and into the little base.“Welcome to unit 240, you can drop the Sir...” he welcomed here, “most feel different from the...desert you came from, the sea is 2 minutes’ walk this way,” he pointed towards the trees.Moran couldn’t help but giggle at the remark, “I was supposed to join the 909...”“Yeah, but for now you’re here,” he talked bluntly, “my name is Ben Key, commander of the 240.”“Okay,” Moran went with it, “What do we do in the 240?”“We wait,” Ben admitted, “this is. You are not a sub or a slave – you are my partner for the day and that means giving control of your life to me. That means trust and devotion, honour and love, support and nurture. We will take what we have done remotely to a new level but first you have to continue your training, because training is what you have been doing since we began.”They arrived at the gate to a pathway and he opened the gate and told her to wait. She waited and then he asked her for her right hand. She held it out and. To tease them even more I apply a smear of lube and slide my black figure-eight cock ring to the base of my cock. They both watch fascinated as I secure it under my balls. I am not sure who I am teasing more, him or her, but the exhibitionist in me is enjoying it immensely.“Sit on that stool, close your eyes and soak up the pleasure,” Sandra tells me as she licks my nipples while Celine has my cock in her two hands.“Is this what you wanted Celine, a hung man to blow while I watch? You know I. Greg began to squeeze her left tit, which was still wet from the earlier incident, with both his hands, to which Helen let out a soft satisfying moan. He gave the same attention to the other tit and began taking turns to suck on each nipple. He then kissed his way down to her belly where he paid special attention to her belly button. His hands were now caressing on her thighs which were pressed closely to each other. "You can't do this to me, Greg," Helen begged, as Greg began to open up her.