“I wish I was there to take them off you myself. To hear you whimper. You like to whimper for me, don’t you slut?” “Yes Mistress. Please Mist...ess. Please may I stroke my cock for you?” “No. Not yet. Firstly, it is not your cock. Your cock belongs to me. I say when you may touch it. Secondly, you may stroke it only when you are performing your wicked task for me. I don’t want you cumming until you have been entirely disgraced and made into my fuck pig.” “Yes Mistress.” “Then pick up the. ”The first blonde looked at the second and asked “How do you give shoulders?”Two boys were arguing when the teacher entered the room. The teacher asked them why they were arguing and the first boy said:“We found a ten dollar bill and decided to give it to whoever can tell the biggest lie.”“You should be ashamed of yourselves” the teacher said. “When I was your age I didn’t even know what a lie was.”The two boys looked at each other, nodded and then gave the ten dollars to the teacher.An. She said that he told her how nice she looked, how lucky her husband was,, that she smelled nice and such.After a few weeks of this, she was talking to him more and more, sometimes even sitting with him at lunch time. One afternoon in the storeroom, he asked her if she had ever been with anyone other than me. Of course she said no.. So he asked her if she would like to.. Again she said no. But he said well just for a min, can show you something? Not knowing what, she said sure. Then he unzipped. ..." After a moment of fondling my naked tummy and navel, he pointed to the massage table in the middle of the room. "If you will," he said gesturing for me to lay on the table. I climbed onto the narrow table and laid back feeling very exposed indeed; my butterflies were going crazy. Mervin gazed down at my tummy like a doctor about to examine me, he put his hand on my tummy and began to feel all over it, softly pushing down on my abdomen then manipulating my navel with his fingers. I watched.