In short, if you can’t be constructive, shut the hell up.--------------------------------------------------------------------A Work Party- Chapter 6...y Voyage of Self-Discovery EndsThe alleyway we parked in was actually far more spacious than I ever imagined. The single-lane drive was opened into a fairly large parking lot, with brick or concrete- walled buildings on three sides. There were some dank smells about, and the loud of dripping water somewhere, a steady stream of who knows what. . She was older than her years, that’s for sure."No, Suzi, you hit it right on the head." Donna hung her head a little and Suzi slid close."Hey Donna don't feel bad. I just wanted to make sure you know how I feel. No worries, no pressure." She touched Donna's shoulder. "Here, it should be soon, isn’t that the house on the cover?”Donna redirected her attention from her internal emotions to the screen.The screen showed a house in some darkness. In some bushes stood a woman, she was in her late 30's. It felt good, no...it felt great! She lifted her hips slightly beneath the water and turned her body more towards the jet and again the water rushed towards her pussy, parting the lips and moving against her clit, which made her moan softly as it sent a thrill through her. Before she had gotten into the tub, she had lit several scented candles,now she lay in the candlelit bath, being pleasured by a tub spa's jet! She giggled at that thought and turned the dial on the spa one notch...the water. The slave cannot take his eyes off the shaved member. Noticing the slaves gaze, the Master says to his new toy "I like that you worship my cock, from now on unless I tell you otherwise, when I get my cock out you shall look at nothing else, understood?". "Yes sir" is the immediate response. The Master guides the slaves anticipating mouth down onto his cock and feels the warm tongue and throat take him deeper then the slave has done previously. The bois vigor and devotion to his task soon has.