Alluna burrowed deeper into the pillow and bedding, letting sleep claim her bereft soul. She dreamed of golden winged angels… and cuffs, and nipple ...lamps… oh my.*His bed dipped to one side. Alluna. With a start, he sat up. She wasn’t in his bed. It wasn’t a nightmare; it was real. He snarled at Natanael, who sported a lime-green Mohawk with black streaks falling in his face. “Well, good morning to you, too,” he pouted. “Fuck, you’re going to be worse them Rem, aren’t you?” Natanael pursed his. Franke asked, “So how can I help you, Mr. Price?”The office was on the first floor of a three-story glass and concrete building in Wellington. When Roger had entered, he added his name to a sign-in sheet on a small table near the door. At five past three Dr. Franke came out to the waiting room. He escorted Roger down a narrow corridor past one door and then ushered him into a small office. Dr. Franke motioned Roger to the modern-looking grey couch set against the wall opposite the door. Roger. I weened her off as she gained the endurance to do her extended set. After her second set, I instructed Emily to sit with Elliot.“He is your master until I get back.”“Yes, Master.”I went backstage. Most girls spend a minute cleaning sweat of their body after a set, so they do not stink when they work the floor. Dancing made her horny, and the added effect of the X-Plus gave her a bit of a glow.“Crystal, I need to see you in my office for a minute.”I went there without her. She was only a minute. Quickly but adeptly she began to jackhammer my mouth with her cock. Squeezing her waist I moved my hands to her tight ass and held on. I opened my mouth as much as I possibly could and held on for the rough throat fucking I was receiving. My eyes were watering as I was trying not to choke and breath at the same time. What was once a passionate gaze between us every now then where our eyes locked onto each others was gone. She looked down at me while I looked down at the base of her cock. I.