Just before they rode off Mike stopped his torture of Marilynn’s ass long enough to look up to Scott with an unspoken question in his eyes. Master ...aid, “Whatever you wish … then bring her back to the cabin.” As Master and Angel started down the hill they could still hear Marilynn yell how sorry she was.Mike did not let Marilynn’s cry deter him one little bit. As the redness of her ass started to glow, Mike switched from striking her with the leather end to the shaft of the crop. Laying the. Nicole just smiled as she slowly rubbed the growing bulge in Michael’s jeans. “Take those off if you are going to do that, you don’t know uncomfortable that is.” Michael told Nicole. Nicole was more than happy to oblige as she began to undo Michael’s jeans. She could feel Michael’s hard cock in her hand now, and she slid it through the slit in his boxers. She did not keep rubbing it though, and instead started to gently suck the head of his cock. “Oh you are bad,” Michael said to her with a. His increasing gasps and heavy breathing excite and motivate me even more. The sweet nector of his pre-cum I can taste on my tongue.I glance up at him again and become so mesmerized in thinking that this man who only moments before stood in my front door now sat in front of me under my complete control as I worked the instrument that controled every move of his body and every sound from his lips.I suck and pump him more rapidly until I feel him swell and he stiffened his legs. I quickly stopped. ”“I need yer to sign for it, otherwise I ‘affter take it back to the depot, an’ I don’t get paid if I takes it back. Bein’ self-employed I only gets paid for delivering, not for bringin’ the buggers back, sunshine.”“Alright, Ed, g’us it ‘ere,” I gave in, wondering what this bloody thing could be.“Sign first!” He thrust a thick sort-of mobile phone at me with a stylus, pointing at a box near the bottom, “Sign there, Jack.”I took the stylus and deliberately inscribed an X.“Yeah, like that’ll do,”.