Maine uska lund aur tight pakda, jaldi jaldi upar neeche karne lagi. Achank uski taange tight hone lagi, usne apni gand ko upar kiya, uska lund mere g...le tak ghus gaya aur uske muh se cheekh si nikli…. Oh……Juleeeeeee………………..Aur uske lund ne apna maal mere muh me bhar diya. Jitna main pee sakti thi maine pee liya. Uska lund ras bahut hi swadist tha. Kuch hissa uske lund ras ka mere muh se bahar aaya aur paani me milne laga. Usne mujhe phir kiss kiya aur apne lund ras ka swad chakha. Meri jeebh. Kane gave me a warning glare, but all I did was spread it over my chair to sit on. I wasn't sure which was dirtier, the seat or my naked bum.Kane rose up on his paws and strode to me, taking my hand in his jaws and tugging. I lowered myself to hands and knees before the live screen of my computer. Fortunately, I had software installed to prevent unwanted use of the monitor's camera and microphone.My heart sank as Kane took control of me. I wanted to complain and beg him to give me more time. My. But I'M not one okay? I just like me hair well-groomed, I like cravats, always have; and I like to smell nice. Why the 'ell not?She looked down again "Pity"That kind of threw me. But, takes all sorts."Sam, SAM!!" Yes Miss Bridger?" A slim girl appeared, not in 'igh 'eels, in Gucci loafers, stretch jeans and an untucked shirt with one too few buttons undone at the top. Enough to give you an idea wivvout the full view. Nice view, what I could see though."This is Sam, she'll be your Girl Friday. I could never go back, never return to my life before him.°°°°°°°°°°I'd always known I was different. Every relationship, every one night stand, every sexual interlude in my adult life, had left me feeling empty. Sometimes, I was more lonely in a relationship than when I was actually alone. Sure, the pleasantries were nice enough. I managed to enjoy dates, sex, even the obligatory pronouncements of “I love you”. Yet I always felt that there should be more, something to lift me above the.