Fondling...jiggling... and daintily squeezing... His hairy testicles... you leanupwards... over His hairy gut... as you take your right hand... and st...rtstroking yourself... while staring down... at His belly button... His verydeep... hairy navel... and looks like... a fleshy cup... surrounded bymore tendrils... of errant... scraggly hair... as you open your mouth...and start licking your lips... in pretended... feigned pleasure... andwhorish desire... as you quickly... get close to cumming.... Slapping his hand, she smiles. "Thanks honey. It just had me spooked." Are you sure it was a man and not just your eyes playing tricks?" It could have been anything. Like I said, it was probably nothing." Shrugging it off, Sue pulls the waist tie on her robe. "I'm going to finish getting ready." I guess I'd better start getting ready myself," Dave says, following her down the hall to their bedroom."Hey Sue, tell them about that little man you saw today," Dave says as they sit around the dinner. "Don't let me stop you," I said."Well Jack," she took a sip of the delicious champagne. "Connie and I were thinking that... well... um... you see Jack, Connie, she's a... she's a poet, and... well... and I can play drums and bass and guitar... so I was thinking we could do some performance. You got the stage and everything... and you said you wanted to get some feedback... some thoughts on improvements... so... maybe with a sound system and some lights and maybe an effect or two we could do. He reached in behind a small section of files in the front of the drawer and took a black leather collar out of the back, and handed it to Joey and she looked at it. The front of the collar had a metal ring set into it, suitable for the attachment of leash and in the back there was a buckle with a lock, with a circular keyhole, similar to a bicycle lock. ‘Are you going to put it on, whore?’ he demanded. ‘Yes, sir.’ With two hands she lifted the collar to her neck and wrapped the band around her.