"By now poor Tom was wriggling and squirming. Spread-eagled as he was with his arms pulled tightly over his head, he remembered yesterday when they ha... him similarly restrained and had tickled him senseless. Please don't make me go through that again, he silently pleaded.The girls continued to lightly tickle him, just enough to keep him giggling and squirming."Please," Tom finally whimpered. "Don't tickle me. Please."God! Couldn't they just untie him so he could go home to bed? Christ. He had. I’ll ask, “Are you ready for your Mistress bitch?” In addition, you can answer me. Good-bye,Mistress Natasha!” Robert tediously did as commanded and arrived at the hotel five minutes early. Damn, he was so excited! There were two people in the elevator when he got on. He ignored them, raised his skirt, and run his hand across his swelling cock. The people just watched him without saying a word. When he stepped off the elevator and walked toward her room, his cock was so hard it strained the. Had I decided to say "yes" to her Master Plan? Would seeing the house be the actual deciding factor? She didn't push me. She didn't ask me any questions, but I could tell she was on pins and needles, anyway.If I couldn't get over my little masculine crisis, here, and consent to the (obviously excellent) plan she had to make my life -- and Eddie's life -- infinitely easier, she was going to be terribly disappointed. I wondered if she'd be so disappointed that it would spell the end of us as a. “I like it too Lace, you REALLY turn me on” he said. He grabbed my hips and thrust his hips upwards. I could feel his huge erection poking into my backside. It felt so hard, and so big. I remembered what his cock looked like from the other night, seeing it under the table. My pussy tingled at the thought of it. He reached around the front of my silk shorts and started rubbing the front of my shorts. He kept asking me if I was ok. I was more than ok. He was driving me wild with anticipation. His.