Your groans of pleasure let me know you were getting close and I pushed you to the edge before granting you the orgasm you’ve been waiting for. The ...aste of your salty-sweet cum filled my mouth as you screamed out in pleasure. Swallowing it all, I caught your eye; I could see the pleasure in your eyes; not just for the orgasm, but also for me overcoming my reluctance to swallow after a bad experience in my late teens. Kissing me deeply, you pressed yourself against me. I could feel your cock. Groggily, he knelt there with his lengthy, hardened cock-flesh in his hand, watching as she glanced distraughtly around the bedroom then ran from it through the house calling the dog's name.Never in his frigging life had he felt so stupid as at that moment gaping down at himself to see his frustrated erection wilting in his hand. And then it struck him that just possibly the damned dog's disappearance might just be the best thing that had ever happened to him... because he knew he'd never fuck. The three of them pretty much filled the small and non-descript bare-brick room (it was, he decided, very reminiscent of a cell). All three of them were facing a large flat screen TV on the far wall, but it was currently off.The shemale walked to the other two men in turn. Both were out cold, and she woke them with smelling salts. The first one, a dark haired guy in his twenties with a slim body, woke quickly and stared up at her.“Good morning, Head Slave Michaela,” Says the man groggily to the. And again, for no reason. She felt her heart filling with love for Sara and guilt over having agreed to let Shaniqua stay with her. "You are the love of my life too," she whispered, meaning it. "And nothing's happening, so just put your mind at ease. I'm sitting here soaking my feet and drinking a glass of wine and longing for you."Actually, she was doing neither (though the longing was instantly, piercingly real) but thought this sounded natural and reassuring. She made up her mind to do both.