She looked at me, swallowed, then showed me her clean mouth and brilliant teeth. She continued rubbing me and rubbed my cum on my balls and my cock. I...calmed down and she got up and sat on top of me with her legs apart facing me, so my cock would be in her pussy if I was hard and I adjusted myself a bit. She leant in and we made out for about thirty seconds we broke off and she said “you're a shitty kisser, you know,” I didn't reply but I smiled and she smiled at me and hugged me. The next bit. Gary stayed sober so that he could drive us home. Both Ben and I were happy with a few drinks inside us, but not to far gone.When we got home, Gary wanted a beer. So we all sat together in the lounge. Ben and I joined him in a nightcap. We chatted about all sorts of things and made plans for the next day. As Ben finished his drink, he looked at me and said, " Right Jill, it's time to try on some of my presents."I quickly finished my drink, glanced and smiled at Gary, stood up and took hold of. “Get on the fucking floor and frig your pussy while I finish this call,” I grinned as she shuffled back into the centre of her office. She did as she was told.“Ok David, my friend,” I said as I took up the phone again. “You have my email, yes? I need contact details and a picture of your wife; a slutty one, and you must take the pic. She’ll like that. Email me those, and then email me what she wants; the whole scenario. I’ll consider it and let you know the price. I don’t come cheap, excuse the. Again she cupped my balls in her hand. “What do we have here?” she asked. “My balls?” I again tentatively answered. “Wrong!” she said, turning the gentle hefting into a powerful squeeze. It started to hurt. “These are MY balls!” Shelly corrected. Shelly taught me to be a good Submissive and allowed me sexual release when it suited her. I was not allowed to masturbate, and I had to ask Shelly permission for sex. Gratification was always delayed and I had to “earn” sex from Shelly and her.