It had been a risk, but she needed to do it. She had no idea when she would be able to contact her again. After a few days, she had called the store a...d asked to speak to Angela. She was told that Angela had been temporarily transferred to another store, but that someone else would be happy to assist her. She said no thanks and hung up without leaving her name. At first she thought that Michael had moved her to the Bridgeton store as an incentive to prove his ‘love’ for her. That was bad,. Though she kept his hands captive, he didn’t hold back as he thrust into her, meeting each of her strokes half way. Their moans and gasps tangled together between sloppy kisses as their bodies mashed against each other. No more taunting, no more teasing; all that was left was need.“M-Mistress, I—,”“Wait for me, pet,” she interrupted, but based off the jerking of her movements and the way she clenched around him, he was fairly certain he wouldn’t have to wait long. He was right. After just a few. As my skin was revealed I could see that I was as smooth as the day I was born with not a hair in sight. The downside was that the skin of my sac was quite pink and tingling intensely. Very sensitive to the touch.Mistress cupped my balls briefly, watching approvingly as they squirmed in her palm.“We’ll see about that,” she joked as she finished removing all trace of the depilatory before leading me to the kitchen where I could see she’d set up a stool with a basin sitting on it. She led me up. If I ever hear of one again, I will report it to the Institute’s board,” Donald says in a voice just controlling his rage. Emma quickly buttons up the cloak and steps into her shoes. The men and Connie hurry and stand in a line at the door. The one says, “Donald, I am sorry, we may have stepped over the line just joking tonight, but we understand what you are saying, and yes, I think these enjoyable interludes have run their course.”Then as Donald and Emma leave, each of the men, in turn,.