” I responded embarrassed at Philipe’s surprising candour.“I suppose you need a specific time for the service so that your friend can attend?”...He asked.“A day would be sufficient and text when you are on your way. That will do I think.”“It will be tomorrow then. No point in waiting. I will be there at 11 am. Half an hour I would think will do the trick. Very vigorous. That should be doable, yes, eleven it is. Bye for now.” and with that he hung up. I told Tom straight away and he was breathless. His toes made deep indentations into the rug as he leaned down. "How many times have I told you not to use my bedcovers?" I'm sorry, master," he whispered. He couldn't protest that he'd been freezing during the night. Nor that he suspected Henry was looking for an excuse to punish him."Don't be sorry." The man grasped Simon by the hair and yanked his blond locks viciously upward, eliciting a yelp. "Just don't do it."The synthetic was shaking, hands half raised, as if caught between twin urges. All of the dishes had been done, floors swept and vacuumed, bathrooms cleaned, and he had poured Her a glass of wine, her favorite.he heard her car pull up the driveway, her heels click in the walkway, the door opening to his beautiful Goddess. She was dressed in knee high black leather boots,black nylons under them, a tight skirt and white blouse. he was on his knees wearing only the panties She allowed him to wear when performing the household tasks."Hello my little sissyboi" Hello Mommy, how. He wasbreathing heavily and she saw him sitting there in the seat with eyes closed. Janet's head came up and her eyes sparkled with lust for him. Her lips wereswollen from the pressure of the blow job, and they looked more full and pouty.She kissed his ear and whispered, "Did you enjoy it, baby?" "Yes! Darlin' how could I not?" He said. Things grew quiet then as he grasped her hand and returned to the highway.He wanted to hurry up and get there now. His thoughts wandered to the hotelroom he had.