" Suddenly, Caren was grimacing and holding her stomach. It looked like it hurt. "Listen, my lover..." Just refer to me as your handyman. I'll leave t...e house open for you tomorrow..." ...my wiseass neighbor, I'm not feeling very well. I'm going back over to my place, I'll see you later." She chugged the rest of her glass, scooped up the flowers and made a mad dash to the bathroom in her house. That was very considerate, considering she was farting mightily on the way out.I sat down with my. What you say while it is in your bottom will determine whetheryou can receive the gift of Slave headphones again."It sounded bad, but I was ready to do practically anything.I rushed to the closet, balked for a moment over the size of the dildo.This was going to hurt. But I took it, and with considerable effort andvery sharp pain, stuck it into my bottom.I almost took it right out again, it was too much, but I repeated themessage the me-slave had said."I obey. I love to obey. I must obey. I am a. ” Dave reached next to him and tickled the very tip of one nipple.“Oh, stop it. You’re just trying to get into my panties.”“Is that a problem?” Dave asked in a serious tone.Carol snickered, “No. I don’t wear panties. I still like to flash people. That’s what loosening up did for me – gave me a lifelong hobby. Bob thinks that it’s a great pastime. I even have some surreptitious photos of some of my victims. Of course, around here, everyone has made love to my pussy, so I wear a monokini all the. Since then I'd eaten out every woman I ever fucked. I love eating out pussy, but it tastes better after it's been fucked. My technique was to perform oral on a girl for a while until she was cumming and then say "Hang on; I'll eat it more in just a minute." Then I'd fuck her a while longer, shoot my load, and go down to my creampie treat. So I'd been a cum-eater for quite some time when I saw this man in the Voyeur Room enjoy several creampies in a row. This was different. I'd only eaten an.