You said I owned the room. You’re wrong, you know. I didn’t own anything. We owned the room. At the dinner, we led the conversation. It flowed thr...ugh you for a while and through me for a while. When we were mingling, you were as much a part of making everyone comfortable as I was. You got them excited to be at Heilman.”Hailey sat across from him, looking at him intently.“I liked the fact that you could hold your own. You didn’t let me steamroll you. You didn’t try to steamroll me. We were. Looking down he saw something which he had notnoticed. Sticking out from the wall was a long metal pipe, attachedsomehow to his cock and balls. Trying to back away merely proved that itwas well secured, he could only go as far as would stretch his genitalsaway from his torso.He tried screaming in frustration, in fear, for help, any reason toscream but whatever was stuffed into his mouth behind this mask, somesort of gag probably did a sufficient job of stifling his cries. As hecalled out one. Why the hell they held a conference on cattle-breeding in Seattle is beyond me, except it was hot as blazes in Omaha and Seattle was a nice temperate eighty-two.So, of course, I’d heard about it. Guys had told me I had to try it. I’d read about it. I decided, ‘What the hey! I can do this.’Well, it wasn’t at all what I expected. The first time I looked at it, I thought it was pretty disgusting. And slimy. And the smell—it was definitely something you had to get used to. I’d made it this far,. " she moaned softly.Drowning in emotions that he had never felt before, he ever so slowly let his mother's nipple slip out of his mouth, but kept his lips pressed against the hot, smooth skin of her breast. Slowly, he began kissing his way up her breast on to her neck."Oh, Baby," she gushed, arching her neck against his insistent lips.Lifting his body, he determinedly kissed his way up her neck. Stopping for a moment, he gently nibbled at the soft, fragrant skin just below her chin. Then his.