" "Would you rather I want someone else?" I ask, and he looks at me like I'm stupid. "No," he says firmly, grabs my head and kisses me. His obvious ...isinterest at the idea makes me happy. Sometimes I feel naughty when I start to think about how much I truly adore Ethan. Like I shouldn't like him this much, not yet. I'm not doodling hearts around his last name or anything, but he's definitely the only guy I'm seeing, public or not, and I don't want to change that. I just want to keep doing. . I need to sketch it exactly how you want it..." It just sounded so funny," Adam chuckled. "'Feeding from him'... like I was actually going to be fed on our wedding night from my husband's arsehole!" Some men like a sense of feeding to be shown in the painting of them orally pleasuring their new brides," I explained. "The suggestion is of the male being enriched by his new bond with the female... I had just stupidly assumed a similar connotation here." Sorry," Adam smiled with more amusement. " She points to the paper. "Now I don't want to hear anything out of your mouth unless I ask a question and even then it's either yes or no, nothing else. Understand?"He answers a meek "yes". She continues. "This is your apology letter to us. What it says is that you know violating our limits was wrong, that you're very sorry and that you would like to make it up to us by committing to serve 600 hours and to serve at least 2 days a month." He frowns and starts to squirm.She. Bjorn started humming some tune and idly began playing with his penis. I didn't pay to much attention trying to acclimate to the heat in the room. Another guy came in and sat down down the row across from Bjorn, he gave me a disapproving look but said nothing. There were two other guys in the room, making four of us sitting soaking up the steam, Bjorn was idly playing with himself and began to stroke himself in time to his tune. I'd seen Dicks before, but this was a whopper. I.