After Shelley left, he locked himself in his bathroom so he could not be disturbed. He then undid his jean and allowed then to fall to the floor, foll...wed soon after by his boxers. As he stood looking in the mirror above the wash basin, he studied his erect penis careful. He admired his firmness and the length it reached beyond his body. He then started to stroke himself slowly and let his thoughts drift back to Shelley’s slim sexy body. As he disappeared into his thoughts, he began to stroke. .fuuu...ck.." she gasped..i stopped fucking her and asked her what she wanted.."stoopp..." stop what I asked, stop fucking your ass? Is that what you want? She nodded her head while looking at me with a sleazy, starry-eyed gaze. Still regaining her full faculties and strength, I could see she was perfectly fine yet not in any state to start getting up and doing anything, Considering this, I decided to proceed with the power play scenario and resumed my dominant stance in the situation. "you. Now other men will like you that way–wolves always go for the easy meal. But they won't look highly on me; I call myself a Master and yet I can't keep you under control. So just conduct your in a manner that brings honor to us both and you will do fine.To me, you are my slut, my whore my submissive. To them, you are a lady. You make other men jealous of me, and I will make the other women jealous of you," he said."Yes Master," she said, smiling at his words.After they had discussed this new. I bit my lip and cuddled Angie while I waited for Mum’s comments.“It’s good to see you experimenting with mixing your mediums,” she said. “It’s important to keep trying new things. I like the way you’ve done it in a way that makes use of the differences in the two media to convey something about the image. Too many artists just combine things because they can. In this one, you might have overdone the silver paint. The lightning overwhelms the rest of the picture. It’s too dominant. I would have.