Now I started to realize the real scene here. He was never asleep and was doing this on purpose. Now I was a bit scared but the same time my body was ...xcited and wanted this to continue.I decided it was not a smart thing and decided to stop. I tapped his head and said softly ” stop it please”. He got bold and looked up at me and smiled. He just showed me with an expression ” its ok, nothing to worry, just enjoy”. Without words, even l told him” please no!”. L was also worried if anyone would. ‘I know this might be very difficult to understand.’ he finally offered. ‘I don’t even understand it completely myself. It’s not that I don’t want that enjoyment … that pleasure. I want it badly. I yearn for it.’ he insisted. ‘But it’s not mine to take.’ ‘What do you mean?’ she asked, almost fearfully. ‘When I agreed to be your slave, which was something I had to do just to be allowed in your life. And Victoria’s.’ he added. ‘To make it work, to be able to do it and function, I had to commit. Within a matter of mere moments, the relaxed atmosphere would change from yawns and the rubbing of still sleepy eyes to the overwhelming shock of being in the midst of the chaos of war and the witnessing of an event that would change the world forever and wake America up to the fact that she was the last chance for the civilized world to stem the tide of evil that was sweeping up from the lair of the Nazi hordes and the seething broth of delusion that buried inside the presumptive role of. He was sitting on the couch and I was sitting with my knees on the couch on either side pressing my crotch against his while he sucked and licked my nipples and nibbled at my breasts.I opened my eyes and realized I could see right out the window which was over the couch. I then realized he was right, no one was going to see us.I reached down and pulled his hard cock out of his jeans and started massaging the head. I closed my hand and moved it down to the base, closing my hand hard around it.