" I unbuckle them and they drop to the floor. "How come you aren't hard for me slave?" "I'm sorry Mistress Mary, I think because the butt plug is too ...arge?" "Don't give me that shit!" She pulls my panties down in the front and starts to caress and slap my balls and stroke my cock, which of course gives me an erection. "That's more like it slave!"She rolls on a condom and a rubber band around my cock. Not to tight. "You are to be gone 1 hour, don't be late!" "This is not to come off until I. Lifting his shoulders, she smacked him on his back.When she did, he began to vomit up the rest of the sewage he had swallowed. Looking around, she didn't see any of the emergency medical technicians who should have been at the scene by then. Ken told her that the sewer collapse had apparently spread and screwed up a number of main streets. She just nodded quickly and asked for the big first aid kit. She thanked God that, as a part of her work, she had taken inventory and restocked the missing. “That feels good,” was all she said after about ten minutes of her massage. I moved forward a bit and began to massage her collar bone, and then the upper part of her chest, still far enough away from the top of her breasts to be considered safe and not too presumptuous. I gently played with her skin and rubbed her softly, my hands gradually moving down until I could feel the first traces of that fleshy and bouncy slope that would lead down to her full breasts. My hands brushed against her bra. Only stipulation is they ask me first and, when I ask why they need to beat off, they say it's because of how hot and sexy I'm looking. They adore me and shower me with compliments, which I lap up. Giggle. Dean and Donny especially adore me because I sometimes have a little smooch with them. I kiss and semi make out with them when I'm in the mood, let them take turns to snog me, feel me up a little bit – you know, put their hand up my dress, fondle my tits, squeeze my ass. It's a bit like with.