"I regularly have a dream where I can suck my own cock". Nat laughed....."and......" she said. "Well, I'm sucking my cock and just before I cum I wake...up - it's pretty frustrating!!". "I bet" she replied, " you get yourself all horny and wake up with a boner - same as Paul and Susannah!"During the ensuing laughter I dodged any further awkward questions and went to get another bottle of wine. As I came back Nat and Paul were deep in conversation. "So can you then?" Paul said. "Eh?", "suck your. .. Christmas present." I see his smile as he asks, "oh? And what is this present?" I lick my lips then I get on my knees in front of him. My mouth perfectly in line with his crotch. I, again, see no signal from him that I should stop. I place my hands on the button of his pants and undo it. I slowly unzip, then lower them. I hear an audible sigh and know it's because the thin layer of his boxers is the only thing between his cock and me. I look up at him and think, 'will he stop me?' as I place. If we hear any more, I'll let you know immediately. Madam, if you'd do the same for us, we'd appreciate it. Thank you, Senator Mason."That was Senator Mason wanting to know what's going on. This could become a very serious international incident if Novokov's son was killed, or seriously injured in the attack. All of our intelligence agencies are pulling in every favor, and talking to every contact they have." Let me just add that there'll be pure hell to pay if anything has happened to Steve. "Those two words meant that something was about to be showed into my mouth. The problem with Jewell Marceau was that she loved BIG ball gags and I couldn't even hold a small one. I started protesting, wanting to explain about my gag reflexes, but she didn't seem to hear. Maybe she thought it was part of my personae to protest. As it happens she only inserted a ring gag (where did she get that?) and those I have no problem with, so I stopped protesting and allowed her to continue.My new Mistress.