" We also have massage, body wraps, waxing, manicures, pedicures. hair styling ... we can do a complete makeover and it's all paid for."You interrupt...."I want it all!"A big smile crosses her face. "Then you shall have it! Start with a facial?" Yes." Juventúd takes you to your private dressing room. A two person hot tub in the corner, dressing area with a padded bench, a door to a shower and john. "Just put on this robe," she says, handing you a light wrap with a sash, "you won't need any other. Obviously something had to be done. I discussed the situation with the league director. He admitted that I needed some help and said he would see what he could do. Based on his past track record, it meant he wasn’t going to do anything. The drill was getting out of control. Two k**s were now crying, and one had a bl**dy nose. I whistled them in and was giving them my usual pep talk when I noticed that their eyes were distracted. This was not a particularly unusual occurrence- their eyes always. I put my hand on your head and push on it, making sure my cock reaches deeper than it can get. You choke on it, your eyes roll over and tears roll down from them but still I keep pushing on your head till I pull it off by your hair, letting you breath, just before I push it back on my cock, making you lick my balls WHILE my cock is in your mouth! You are fucking good at sucking cocks, like a good little fucking slut! Mr has been enjoying that scene for a while now with a smile of satisfaction. ’ ‘Do you remember me asking you to remember me asking you to remember?’ ‘Aha!’ he said. ‘So you’ve figured it out?’ ‘No. But I remember you asking me to remember you asked me to remember.’ ‘This is starting to sound like a sitcom.’ ‘If it is, I hope it has a very long run.’ I laughed. ‘In the sitcom, they would move to another scene and leave it up in the air.’ ‘Fortunately, this is not a sitcom’ I smiled enigmatically. ‘Right?’ he asked. I hesitated before answering. ‘I wouldn’t make you.