Just as I think I am going to let lose and shatter into pieces of window glass, he stops and stands. Enthusiastic fingers ply at his pants, first the ...elt buckle and then the button and zipper. Obie brings his face towards mine for a messy kiss. He tastes of pink, wet, sport and I thrust my tongue into his mouth; grateful, crazed, needy. I pull his cock from the sizable hole his zipper has made in his retro-trendy cords like stuffing from a teddy bear. My fingers wrap around his pole. I. Our journey was short; our destination the premises of a woman whose skills I have come to rely on in the services I provide. Madame Genoux is possibly one of the most accomplished needlewomen of the age. Her talent as a corsetiere is unsurpassed, although her methods are considered by some to be somewhat unorthodox.She had agreed to my commission for a range of corsetry to help achieve the transformation I intended for Nicola James and greeted us warmly as we crossed the threshold of her shop. I love the way you follow instructions. Now, hold still and let me fuck that gorgeous mouth.” I nodded and parted my lips, letting him once again push inside my mouth. He gripped my head with both hands, holding it steady as he started to slowly move his hips back and forth. I closed my eyes and drifted with the sensation of his cock sliding through my lips and over my tongue. I realized that with each stroke his cock was moving deeper and deeper into my mouth, but the progress was so. With a loud cry I said “Sarasu – water is coming”. (In Tamil I said Sarasu — thanni varudhu). She giggled and said “sir, then spurt it inside”. (In Tamil she said appo ulla peechchunga saami). With a cry of ecstasy I pumped my fluid inside her in several jets and fell exhausted on her. I went on roughing her breast for some more time till I became fully limp with exhaustion. I lied on her like this for some time.After a few minutes she said “brother, are you happy? Now are you convincedthat you.