“Do it for me honey, your pleasure is my pleasure,” I tell him as he readily complies and Lu Xi straps him in. The two men are facing each other a... ninety-degrees and comparing each other’s bodies.Lu Xi has a bowl full of ice cubes close by, takes one in each hand rubs one on each of Mikes nipples, his balls, then his flaccid cock. She then does the same to my my man’s semi-erection, he is already turned on from watching Carla “Julie wants to give you a blow job Carla, are you fine with that?,”. "I had known it would go this way. I exhaled loudly and plopped onto thecouch. "I know. It's hard to explain." Well, go wash it off." I can't." Why not?" It's permanent. I was just trying to make my eyes look deeper, and Iwas trying to have a little line put in to look better, and this is howit came out." Permanent. Tattooed." Yes."There was no explosion. She walked around once in a small circle, as ifpacing. "You're joking." No."And that was it, for almost an hour. When I tried to talk to her,. Ben’s load of cum was the last thing I wanted to taste but Ben had other ideas.“Swallow every drop of my seed, you cunt,” and so I did. I thought I was going to throw up. “From now on Kathy, Tuesday and Thursday nights are reserved for me. Got it?” I nodded. “We’ll meet up at my office at 6pm sharp on those nights. Don’t keep me waiting.” He knew I wouldn’t be late. I wouldn’t take the chance.We met for a few months every Tuesday and Thursday at 6pm, like clockwork. Ben usually. He took out an envelop, a letter, a small card and a photograph. He read them through and knew what he had to do once he had dealt with Ilsa."If, you'll excuse me," he said, "I need to make some telephone calls." Clegg ripped another length of cloth from Ilsa's dress and pulled it across her mouth as a gag. Ilsa grunted in complaint.By the time, Eduardo reached Clegg's hotel Ilsa's wrists and ankles were raw from her attempts to free herself."I hope I'm not interrupting anything," he said as.