If you were engaged, I would most likely have told you to get out of my bed.”“Explain Cindi, then.”“I keep asking myself that exact question. ... promised her that I would do it, but now that it’s real, so to speak, I’m very concerned. It’s worse because I know Chris and consider him a good friend, and it’s like I’m violating his trust. I have to talk to Cindi about it, and soon. But that’s between Cindi and me. Right now, we’re talking about you and me, and you and Kenneth. If you tell him, it. Not to mentionit makes a nice handle at times." She puffed on her cigar, "Maria, I will allow you an orgasm if you can makecause it to have an erection." Maria's heart sank. This was how her Mistress worked. Maria's pleasure wasalways dependent on another's suffering. It had been over a week since herlast orgasm and she was so horny all she could think of was cumming, so shebegan her ministrations, as she knew her Mistress would want her to. Slowlyher long nail glided along the top and sides of. ” She breathes into my ear. “Not quite yet,” I cheekily say, hoping it will spur her on to rub me further with her crotch. Emmy pulls back and looks at me with a cheeky grin across her face. She knows I am no longer cold and I was just encouraging her to go on. What I don’t know is what that cheeky grin is really for. “Well, if that didn’t work, Humph, then I am going to have to go to a little bit further to sort you out because I want you hot and ready when we get back to yours,” Emmy says. And then it hit me... I saw a rainbow flag above a sex-shop with a cinema. Maybe I should go inside and see who’s there...? My heart started to beat faster, and I felt more alive than at any other stage of my walk through the Wallen...So, after a furtive glance to make sure nobody was looking, (it’s unlikely but I still was nervous that someone might recognise me walking into a gay sex shop), I entered the shop. At the back of the store there was a rather good looking young guy sitting at a.