?Just imagine, their money-making dancer locked in handcuffs on a customer’s couch???Who!?? Lillian shouts, her hair tossing across her face.?You kn...w who,? I say with a grin. ?What’s the club owner’s name? Bruce??I’m just toying with her now. I already know his name. His number is on speed dial waiting for me to call. But I’m not in a hurry – not with Lillian sitting there in her tight little sweater, her skirt creeping up her creamy thighs. Her distress grows and I can see her mind spinning. Take your cock out. I wanna ear him scream. You can start after I get in his tight ass. If you think that enema was big, be ready to feel me!” She re-applied pressure to his asshole with the large black dildo. She pushed part of the head in, and Harry’s asshole widened. Harry turned into a giant snapping, babbling head as the pain ripped through his body, "oh god mistress! take it out! please! take it out! hurts so bad! take it out! take it out! PLEASE MISTRESS TAKE YOUR COCK OUT OF ASS!" “Oh. I was in bed with her. In the two months since I came here I've spent most of my time with Liz and Lynn. And with Travis, of course. I've fallen in love with those two, and even more so after this morning.Liz spent the first half the day giving birth. And this morning, she was up and around with her baby. At one point, she had just set the baby down for a nap when she came over to me. "Bambi, can we talk?" Sure." I've noticed that you've been a little... down-hearted recently."I didn't want to. The massage table, centred at the back of the room, had different towels placed on them in a purposeful manner. There was also a small candle votive holding two dark red tealights resting on a rectangular mirror.The man went to the massage table, lifted the mirror and all, then slowly turned and walked it over to a small table set to the side.As he was focusing on not tipping the tubular votive over, I stole a glance at his jeans.I could see he was hard already.Once the mirror, votive and.