I don't think I've seen him naked since he was maybe ten and I accidentally walked in on him when he was taking a bath. He threw a wet washcloth at me...and called me a perv. All I can recall about his penis is that it seemed pretty normal. I remember hearing somewhere that he wasn't circumcised because Dad wouldn't allow it.I crawled into bed and turned off the light but I couldn't go to sleep. This thing with Benny had to be dealt with somehow. The more I thought about it the more I didn't want. "Is there anything I can get you, sir?" No thank you. Just don't call me 'sir'. I work for a living." Old joke - you'll understand if you have ever been in the military. She smiled at my feeble attempt at humour and retreated to leave the two of us alone in the remote alcove. As I mentioned, discretion.The curtain opened a crack and my Slave's face appeared. "Anyone around?" Nope." Though large and well-staffed the business was rather quiet other than a low piano concerto playing from hidden. He looked up and his eyes panned the lobbyscape in front of him, once, twice: The check-in counter, the elevators, the concierge desk, the many faces. He stood up and took a couple steps forward for a different perspective and searched again.He saw the dress before he saw her face. It was the same sexy floral sundress she’d worn on the day they went to the track. Her hair was shorter, but her deliciously tanned and toned body was the same, and a glorious sight for sore eyes. And even from afar. When he finished it started to fill like hubby did when he was getting ready to fuck. Tommy turned his head to face her, “Feels real good. Can you rub it for me?” She quickly pulled her hand back but there was a twinge in her crotch that she couldn’t miss. As she glanced down she saw that the head was partially covered with skin, unlike her circumcised husband.Hubby was collapsed on the couch, snoring loudly. Tommy was in better shape and asked for a cup of tea or coffee. They visited a bit..
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