At least for the moment. And Peter Pan was one of the best. Edward loved the idea of struggling to retain the innocence of childhood, of refusing to...grow up. It all struck a personal nerve with him. That was why he loved the whole Peter Pan story. From the old Disney cartoon, to the movie Hook. Without realizing it, Edward had picked up the necklace and was rubbing it in his hands. The sight of Tinkerbell flying around on the TV made him chuckle. That was the kind of magic that was. “You want that as well sometime do you? Well you will have to give it a very good licking. John told me how you suck his dick after he fucked my arse.” She slipped off me of a moment and spun around; I slid my tongue along her sweaty valley until I found that tight hole, then drove the tip of my tongue into her. Lyn squirmed and pushed hard onto me; I didn't care whether it was clean or dirty I just wanted to fuck that hole with my tongue. In another moment she had turned again and my cock was. I knew what I needed and wanted to do, so I just opened my mouth as she pushed my head forward. Within an instant, I felt the length of a hard cock slide into my mouth. I raised my hands up to start caressing this man's clean shaven cock and balls. I could hear his moans mixing in with the cheering and the music. I was trying to listen to their voices. I thought I recognized a few, but I wasn't sure. That made it more erotic for me, knowing that I could be walking around the neighborhood, or. " Sharon!" I said sharply, glaring."Oh, I'm sorry. I won't do it again." I think a reminder is in order. See to it." Yes, sir." She said and headed off."She called you Mr. Baxter, but your name is Canfield," Rebecca said."You and I know that. She does not. I hope you will be so kind as not to disillusion her."The hapless Sharon returned bearing a silver tray with two frosted glasses and a short stack of napkins. She was gagged, a ballgag being buckled tightly around her head and padlocked in.