As i watched the crowd of onlookers grow, i became ever more keenly aware of slave's nakedness. Everyone else was so thoroughly, and well, dressed tha... it seemed to double slave's nakedness. i couldn't help but wonder if the wedding photos would show the wetness between slave's legs. Then i felt the egg come to life, but softly.Finally the photographer wanted one of Master and slave kissing. W/we obliged him with Master holding me so tight that the rings in slave's nipples actually started to. We took our seats and he sat down in his chair behindhis large, wooden desk. There were two stacks ofpersonnel files on his desk. One with the five files ofour co-workers in it and the smaller stack with justPaul’s and mine. We hadn’t been working here all thatlong and our files were much thinner than the others.Doyal didn’t say a word. He picked up our files, one ata time, and he flipped through them quickly. He placedthem back on his desk in front of him and looked up atus.. ”“Noted” I replied, “And the second thing?” I asked, feeling a rush of sexual lust in my body.“I am NOT your typical guy,” He added, “and I am CERTAINLY not your typical fuck.”I was dripping at this point.“I’m a great cook” He continued, “and an even a better fuck. Let’s begin with desert, shall we?”“A bit confident” I replied, smiling into his sexy eyes, “aren’t you?”“I am” He replied, not moving His eyes from mine. “But, naturally, the choice is yours” he added, still sounding confident.“I’d. After sometime they stopped drinking milk and just were smooching each other. He got up and she spread her legs and asked him to come between her legs. He put his hands under her waist and got in between her legs. She pulled him towards her and put her arms around him. And they continued kissing passionately. After sometime she pushed him back and got up.Abbas asked –“what happened mom.”Mom said –“nothing.”Abbas said –“then why you stopped me. Are you not enjoying this.”Mom said –“I am enjoying.