Her phone- which was on the table buzzed and she stopped, with the belt still in her hand, and picked up the phone. She returned a text, then another ...ne, while I waited for what was coming. It seemed like an eternity. And she placed the phone back down on the table, and turned her attention once again to me. She smacked the belt across my back and it stung but I felt an incredible release of tension instantly. She the pulled down my boxer/briefs, and slapped the looped belt across my ass. This. ”“I think that’s a better idea, MK. You don’t want to have to invade a guest’s space when you’re feeling the urge to write.”“You’re suggesting I save the upstairs for urges other than literary ones.”“I’m suggesting you might not want to mix the two except when it comes to writing stories about urges.”“Such a wise woman, Ms. E, let me satisfy some of your urgent desires at the dining room table so that we might address others after the feast I’ve prepared for you.”“You’re showing me something,. Even with masks on Stephanie could easily tell Jason and Michael apart from the other men attending the Ball. That must be because she worked with them for the past two years. Looking at them she realized that tonight could be a special night. If she could ignore her fears and risk it. Tonight all her fantasies could come true. She could do this. All she had to do was slowly sip her drink and look calm. No one would know she was a bundle of nerves inside. It was a night for unexpected things.. You reach up with one hand to rub my chest and tease my nipples. You use your other hand to gently massage my testicles. I start to push into your mouth and you moan with each thrust encouraging me. While still massaging my balls you reach back with your middle finger and start to press it against my anus. None of my girlfriends have ever done anything like this to me before but it feels so good and I moan loudly. I start breathing heavier and my cock starts to throb in your mouth. You pull.