..”“Anything else, Birdie?”“Well, one minor thing. The Mumster thought you might have some ideas on it.”I explained the McGovern condom, omi...ting, courtesy, the video segment of the narrative. But Ms. Sloane hadn’t cleaned all those fish bones for nothing, “What aren’t you telling me, Birdie?”Now this redheaded phenom is four years younger than yrs. truly, maybe five, but seemed ... wiser. More settled. More ... knowing the right thing to do. She’d already installed new accounting software. As she smoked more she got warmer and snuggled up to me putting her hand on my thigh. It wasn't long before she was stroking my cock through my jeans. I told her I was working on Chinese fire cupping and needed a model / test subject and asked if she was interested. She said now, her words dripping of disappointment. I told her that she would enjoy it and she said oh yea, and I said sure, if I did it right, which she laughed at. She said ok, she was game, do with me what you will. I said ok,. Mark said, “Sorry about that, but Bobby had stopped.”Bobby came running down to us. He had seen Ron take the dive. “You okay son?” he asked worriedly. “No tingles, does everything move?”Ron looked at us. Obviously, he had no idea why we were so worried. “I’ll have some bruises tomorrow, but everything is working okay. I didn’t hit that hard, the bales broke my fall,” he told us.Bobby looked at me concerned. I hugged Ron and said to him, “I’ll explain later. I’m just relieved you’re okay.”“The. A little over two hours later, slave Connie had drained all the cocks driven into her pussy and ass. The cunts that had been presented to he face were all sated and licked clean. It was a sore and tired slave that had been given permission to go to her room for the night. On the way up the stairs to her room slave Connie thought to herself. 'This was a tough night, but I think this slave handled it well. I hope Master Jim and Mistress Dora were pleased with their slave tonight.' As usual,.