.. with all my heart and soul.”“If I try really hard, how long do you think it would take me to get your soldier standing at attention again?”�...Well, if you use that magic tongue of yours, not long,” he replied with a broadening smile.In the backroom of the Bartlett campaign headquarters, Clay was having a hard time concentrating. He kept thinking about Michelle. He remembered her as still having a little baby fat in high school, but she sure didn’t have it any longer. She was looking damn good,. Sucking and sliding my tongue, I move from them to his cock, once again. ‘Soon,’ is all I hear, and I know that it’s time. Time for us to release ourselves, to free ourselves from this locked and barred prison. My mouth aches to encase his cock fully, my hand working to guide him in deeply. As his head grazes my teeth and I open my mouth wider, allowing him fully inside, Mike’s hands tangle in my hair, and he helps my mouth move to a rhythm that is to both our liking. A frenzy is occurring as. You've earned a session with the cat for making me get them myself. Don't move." I stood still and willed myself not to cry. My body was exhausted and I was painfully hovering on the brink of arousal. My legs were shaking when Master put the bar up to them to measure. I could see I was a good two or more inches off, and when he held the ruler up, he announced that it was 11 centimeters. I whimpered. He looked at me, shocked at the sound. "Why did you make that sound, Slave?" "My nipples. School had just let out for the summer, but I had not managed to make any friends while I was actually in school. So, no parties, and no escaping to someone’s house for the week. I stood on the front porch with Ugo, waving as I watched my moms Salon car disappear down the road. I leaned against the column and let out a sigh. I turned to Ugo and said “I’m gonna take a shower.” He pretty much ignored me, so I headed inside and up the stairs. I shut the door behind me and took off my clothes. I.