" Jesus, I hope it doesn't come to that," Scooter shook her head. "Especially with that deal you and Al set up for him." Right, especially with it bei...g Randy. If they have to walk out she'd be ashamed to see me again, so I'd probably never see him, either. Fuck!" Poor Randy. Poor Nicole, for that matter," Scooter sighed. "He didn't know this was coming?" She covered it up pretty good, or it only flared up in the last few days, he isn't sure. You remember how he is about getting out and doing. Unless you want me to break into your home? Ha ha!” I see his point and tell him that I agree. He asks me if I wanted to have a drink and tells me to make myself at home. I ask him what he has to drink. He answers “Good question…um lets go to the kitchen to see.” I follow him and he opens the fridge door. “Let’s see I have bottled water, coke, and beer.” I tell him that I don’t drink beer, which is a total lie. He turns around and looks at me with the ‘I know better than that’ stare. I. I should do oral hygiene, clean my teeth properly, and gargle it nicely before coming.8. I should always refer to her as Mistress.9. I would obey her each and every command and thank her after any punishment or task.Then she asked me for the safe word and my hard limits. I replied with –No scat and balls torture.No anal fuck.No permanent marks and no visible marks on the exposed body.No permanent changes in look.Safeword – Mercy.She replied, she is fine with the hard limits and have noted the. Ifelt her ass open up again but she must have been emptybecause no more cake came out. “I think I’m all done, baby.” She gasped as I heardthat squish-squish-squish-squish sound that told me shewas finger-fucking the hell out of her pussy. Sheleaned forward and took my cock back into her mouth andstarted to suck me off as her fingers continued theirassault on her cunt. I leant up into the crack of herbeautiful ass and started licking off the smudges ofchocolate on her cheeks,.