.. as my tongue explores your mouth, my hand unzips your pants.. I need to feel your cock now.. I can tell you need it too..I can’t take it anymore....I push your boxers down with a low growl.. I run my fingers all over it softly, watching it twitch as I do.. I look up at you with a mischievous smile as you groan and roll your eyes back.. I close my small warm hand around the base of your throbbing shaft.. Bringing it all the way up to your head. Rubbing your precum around with my thumb...I look. This presented a perverse irony of Vice and versa leaving poor Vic sexually aroused by what he experienced on the job, but sexually dampened once he got home. He shrank into a lesser self, and not just metaphorically speaking. His testosterone levels gradually sank lower and lower until his penis telescoped down until it all but disappeared.To make matters worse, so many years on the Vice Squad had inured him to all matters sexual. His lower testosterone levels probably added to his boredom and. I was breathing long and deep, my head thrown back, teeth clenched, but the pain was overwhelming. After about five minutes, Nikki suddenly pulled my ankles wide apart. She grabbed my butt cheeks and opened them. ‘Nice and hot,’ she said. ‘But the skin between your butt cheeks is quite white. We’ll have to do something about that. Hold them apart!’ I didn’t do anything. A huge thwack of the paddle cracked into my buttocks. I quickly pulled my butt cheeks wide apart. What happened next was. She walked over to Cindy and said, "Would you like to dance?" Cindy accepted her offer, so Mom said to me, "Melissa, turn off the television and put on some sensuous dance music."Mom took Cindy's hand in hers and they walked over to the small dance floor in front of the leach couches. The rest of us continued drinking as Mom and Cindy held each other tight and kissed while slowly dancing. After a couple of songs Mom gently pushed Cindy away from her and took a step back. She reached out and.