? They sat down and started talking as if I wasn’t right in front of them. ?Slave why don’t you remove my socks so you can eat.? I removed her so...ks and crawled next to Miss Anne. ?Open your mouth and Miss Mary will feed you? I did as I was told. Miss Mary took a bite of her sub and started to chew it up. She then spit it all in my mouth. ?There you go you little slave. Now swallow it and make room for more.? Miss Mary told me. I did as I was told and she continued to feed me until the sub was. We talk over dinner and coffee, lost in conversation until a waiter’s polite ‘ahem’ reminds us that we are not alone. I look around and realise the restaurant is empty but for the staff patiently waiting for us to leave. After paying the bill, we step out of the restaurant into the damp, still night. As we stand there, the nervousness returns and the decision I’ve wrestled with for a week haunts me. I can feel you watching me, calmly, silently, knowing it is my choice. Do I take a leap of. I really wanted to get that painful thing out of me, but I couldn't.I could feel something wet and cold running down the inside of my legs: blood, cum, slime, I had no idea. A feeling that I had violated and humiliated myself for nothing made my spirits sink.Worst of all though, was the feeling that I wanted more, much more than my body could endure. It was as if my desire for orgasms was unsated and far exceeded my puny physical capacity to create them.I soon began to get myself worked up. Or the foreskin... 4.Introducing a young virgin to sex – teaching him how to pleasure a woman, how to touch her, kiss her, lick her, fuck her... 5.Having makeup sex – coming together after the heat of an argument, the fire still burning between us, feeling the energy surge as our bodies melt together. 6.Role playing the rich lady and the chauffeur - Jeeves, stop the car. Yes Ma'am. Good. Now come back here for a moment. Yes, Ma'am. I told you about leaving these here, didn't I? Yes Ma'am. Come.