When it did, I used my other hand to guide the tip of my nipple directly into that opening. Both of you watched as if you had been ordered to. Little ...id you know how true that was. I rolled the head of his cock against my nipple until he was twitching and I was glistening. When I was wet enough, I took my fingertips and pulled my nipple until his juices became strands between it and my fingers. As thin as those strands were, they roped both of you in. That's when I licked my fingertips. He. Issues to address from their marriage. I wonder if he knows that she’s married to Mary now, Master,” Eva informed me rather dejectedly.“Hey, sport, don’t let it get you down, okay? What can bring you back up?” I asked Eva, though I should have been prepared for her answer.“Chastity? Pretty please? I’ll suck, lick, and do whatever you want ... I miss my chastity play, my chastity belt, though,” Eva pouted now.I gave up at that point. There was no point in trying to change Eva and why had I even. Inside, it was a little tacky…the seats weren’t coated with leather, but with some sort of slick vinyl. Still, H-Dawg wouldn’t mind that, the car itself would be worth the money. He could use seats from another car. She noticed, with a measure of distaste, that the owner had replaced the standard gear shift with one of his own–a stylized representation of a man’s penis. Probably some rich guy’s pussy magnet, she thought as she pulled off the driveshaft cover, feeling underneath for the ignition. ”“And when were you going to inform me of these concerns?” Now her voice sounded less friendly.“Um ... I guess I didn’t think about that, either.”“And things were going so well,” she sighed.“What do you mean?” I asked. “Things are going well. Harper isn’t pregnant!”“I thought I’d finally gotten the man I’ve wanted for years, and now I find out he has dementia.”“I don’t have dementia,” I yelped.“Bob,” she sighed. “We’re going to get married and share our lives together forever. I had hoped that.