Well, to my crotch - applying a generouscoating to my dick and my balls, and slowly massaging the lotion ontothem. I was thinking that if he didn't st...p pretty soon, I was reallygoing to embarrass myself when I came and shot my load but just beforethat happened he moved his hands down to my thighs and legs andfinished. Just a little out of breath from the massage and "almost handjob" that I'd just received, I thanked him and rolled over onto mystomach again to enjoy the sun. As I lay there I. Na wenn das mal keine Ironie ist! Billiger geht nat?rlich auch: Eine Sklavin verliert ab drei?ig rasch an Wert und ist dann oft f?r unter f?nfzigtausend zu haben. M?nnliche Sklaven sowieso. In einem modernen Industrieland hat man eben wenig nutzen f?r harte, k?rperliche Arbeit. Die meisten Sklaven pflegen hinterer einen Garten und kratzen irgendwo Unkraut aus den Fugen oder so was. Aber eben nichts wof?r man wirklich viel Geld investieren w?rde. (Au?er f?r die sch?nen J?nglinge nat?rlich, die. I got settled into my new barracks room and unit fairly quickly. As an air traffic controller, I'd have plenty of downtime, as mandated by the FAA and their Korean counterpart, to make sure I was adequately rested and not under undue stress. I will admit, I spent the first few months of my tour in GCA (basically radars and shit, guiding aircraft with a precision approach radar, or PAR), which was only open from 08 to midnight— and was frightfully boring.The chairs were remarkably comfortable,. He could have held his cock with the right instead of the left hand. No, he had to stand in profile and piss into the toilet from the side while displaying his cock. She watched. Hell, he wanted her to watch. That was one purpose of this charade - maybe a big dick pissing would make her take the bait. He could have gone outside to piss. That was one reason he lost a wife. He'd need to piss and step outside and piss in her petunias - pissy petunias really pissed her off.He pissed and missed.