His hand slides over my belly and he begins to stroke my cock slowly, his fingers following the same slow rhythm as his cock. His balls are soft and w...rm as they brush against my forehead. There is a smell about him that is both familiar and yet alien. My mind is reminded of a thousand instances of human contact, but no previous experience corresponds to the scent of his crotch with the sensations in my mouth. I am stiff with pleasure at his touch, aching with a taut erection despite that I. Wendy manipulated the chains and slowly pushed the gate open far enoughfor her and me to get through before closing them and refastening thechains. I saw stables to the left and right of me, and looking straightahead, saw a dirt road with old buildings on each side of it, leading upto a crest.Wendy started walking towards the nearest building which I saw throughthe moonlight had a jail sign painted above it. The door had a padlock onit, so she turned round and headed for the building attached. “Get on your knees now, slave,” Yvonne said with some urgency. Her mistress then pushed a foot in front of Sarah’s face. Sarah started to lick and suck on Yvonne’s toes. Meanwhile, Yvonne took her other foot, slid it between Sarah’s legs and started rubbing her crotch. Sarah started to moan from feeling her mistress's fishnet covered foot rub against her clit. Her mistress then spread her legs and pulled her thong to the side. As Sarah was sucking on Yvonne’s toes, she could also see that. I tried to pull her into a reassuring hug, but shepulled away."Please, I am not sick. I, I just can't tell you about everything. Not yet,please." She had a very worried look in her eyes."Cat, why won't you let me take you out to dinner? What can it hurt? Are youin trouble with someone?" It would Hurt Lenny in the end, after you make me leave," she sounded as ifshe honestly believed that."Cat, I promise, there is nothing about you that could possibly make me wantyou to leave. And if my mother is.