"Gary," he said, "I know this is going to be hard to believe. It's really Ari's fault, not Annette's. Don't blame your slave for something she couldn'... stop." Of course she could stop it," replied the man. "She knows better than to play with someone without my permission. I'm really sorry, Ken. I thought..." Gary. Please listen. It really isn't her fault and I can prove it to you." Huh?" You can, of course, punish your slave, but you shouldn't do it thinking she failed you. Plus, I should have. Then they left and went to a bar on a side of town Scott had never been to. The bar was called The Leather Saddle; Scott figured it was a country/western bar. When they went inside he noticed it was filled with muscular men, hairy guys mostly, huge and covered in leather, once when he looked down he noticed a lot of men had smaller younger men on leashes who were nearly naked.Robert told his brother to wait and he went over and talked to a particularly large man, shirtless wearing a leather. Preethiye malarthi bedil yittu avalkk meleyaayi lucye khamazthi khidathi pooru sandwich lekk khola khombhante thalakhadathi vittu, lucyude chandhiyil 2kaikalum amarthi 2 poorukalum jam aakki oaro poorilum oori oori maari maari 40 / 45 minutes adichu polichu khoduthappol kunnchante theerthajaladhaara 2 poorukalilum niranjhu kavinjhu veliyilekk ozhuki yiranghi…aa aalasyathil yellavarum mayanghi poayi…. Veluppaan kaalath aadhyam unarnnadh lucy aayirunnu aval khittiya saukariyathinu kunnacha. I apologized for cumming so quickly but Wendy said that she had expected me to have a hair trigger the first few times. The first few times! Yes, I was going to get to do it again. Wendy told me that we had about an hour to do it as many times as we could before she had to go home for dinner.I had always wanted to see her tits so I asked her, she just pulled her top up over her head and removed her bra for me. As I looked at her tits I got hard and slipped my cock back into her again. She.