Edwards continued sucking, I leaned toward the nightstand andput my cigarette out. And then without pausing, I picked up mycigarette case and ceremoni...usly lit another cigarette. I wasn'tpositive, but I'm pretty sure I heard Mr. Edwards moan with approval.The man wanted me to smoke, so the feeling was mutual.Mr. Edwards stopped sucking and began rubbing his hand across my softout-of-shape belly. I knew he what he was thinking because I'd been inthis position more than once in my life. He was. He asks if I do and I say of course, I'm a guy... duh. He's rubbing on his crotch now and getting horned up, or probably already was...Now, that was weird enough to me already but then he unzipps and pulls it out of his fly to show me. I was shocked and pretty nervous because I never expected that. I had never really seen a guys cock except in some stolen porn mags and maybe comparing with friends when we were really young.But this guy was in his 30's or something and he had a big hard one.... "Roger, For the antibiotics, I spell Alpha-Mike-Papa..." The girl copied the letters as they came over the radio. There was something wrong with the picture and it took him a while to realize what it was. She had a collar around her neck and a chain attached it to an eye-bold sunk into the wall.He pointed to the girl, angry. But Melody had been ready for him. She put a finger to his lips, and whispered to him with twinkling eyes. "That's Amy, she was bitten, but she says not by one of them.. Aunty took the phone and continued to record my punishment while Kate bent me over the coffee table for my final six strokes. As she parted my legs her fingers lingered on my cock, sending a blob on to the tabletop as it throbbed. Kate was in seventh heaven as she wielded the cane. The supple cane hissed through the air hitting my bottom with a satisfying crack and the pain rippled through me. I had to keep still, just five more strokes. Swish, swish, two more stingers crisscrossed my taut bum.