Lars was stunned by the sudden outburst, but stepped far back from the cage so Gor could not effectively weld the large section of pole which he still...held."Give it back, ape!"Gor stood defiantly. Anger burned in his huge eyes."Give it back or I'll call the Masssster and he will have hisssss way with you and the girl!"Gor hesitated."Gor."Her voice came softly to him."You'd better do as he says."He turned and met her eyes. Eyes which were tired, filled with hopelessness and despair. He wanted to. ..Oh my God. neatly folded satin blouses, silk blouses, skirts, odd bits of lingerie, I just had to fondle these items, feel their lustre, their softness, this was satin heaven to me, my cock now at full mast once again as my hands slid over the fine fabric, purple, red, black, green satin, some with frilly necklines, others high neck blouses, all were so gorgeous and my mind was in a swirl of satin bliss. my cock now tearing to be free. Surely I couldn't use those blouses and lingerie again. ‘Oh,’ she said, after she had regained her breath, ‘my goodness, what a load you shoot! Why, you nearly choked me! I thought sure that I was drowned!’‘Then you have done it before?’ I asked, curiously, taking her again in my arms and kissing her.‘Oh, yes,’ she said, laughing, ‘my husband, who, by the way, was a much larger man than you are, always found an especial delight in that form of amusement; and I myself formed quite a liking for the ‘French’ act, as it is called, and there was many a. Fumbling for it, he nearly drops it on the floor before finally answering it. “Reeds,” he says gruffly and still half asleep.“Reeds,” Roger’s voice comes over the phone. “Is Roberts there with you?” he asks.“Yeah, she laying right here,” Spencer says. The odd question, combined with the need for sleep and it being the weekend confuses him as to why Roger would be asking such a question.Roger breathes a sigh of relief, something a little uncharacteristic of the man for those that don’t really.