? The voice emits from the monitor as a sinister image appears on the screen, black robed, hooded, unveiled only from his neck to below his nose. ... ?Yes, Master DeSade.? The escort answers back. ?Drugged, waiting your instructions, we’re in the air.? ?You may start with her.? The voice from the monitor commands. She stares at the screen, the vision almost surreal through her blurry eyes, the robed man staring directly toward her, sinister, threatening. She can feel her. When you saw me running nakeddown the street earlier tonight, I had just lost the last hand of strippoker. The reason there is cum on my chest is because I talked Bob intoletting me jack him off. It wasn't his idea. You heard Bob yelling." Atthis point I realized I had been tugging on my cock while I had beennervously yammering on and on. "Look, Bob is straight. He never eventouched me. If you want to mess with one of us, mess with me. I guess Ideserve it. And, by the way, my name is Matt, not. Pete loved for Samantha to "lead the way" because it put him right behind her where he could relish the view of her awesome behind. Pete thought his "little sister" had one of the finest asses he'd ever seen on any woman and he loved the realization that her ass was his to feel, to kiss, to caress and to enjoy to his fullest desire. And Samantha loved how hotly Pete loved her very nicely rounded asscheeks.As soon as Pete and Samantha turned through the door into her bedroom, Samantha rotated. He's not really my nephew, but I've been close to his dad since we were at school, and he's always called me 'Uncle Funghi'! haha. When he introduced me to his mates, they naturally took it up as 'Uncle Fun Guy', and I lived up to my new identity on the first night, getting pretty drunk and being generally entertaining.The next day most of the lads were a bit worse for wear, some wanted to visit the sex museum, some went for a canal tour and I found myself with the two biggest stoners in the.