Lana roared with laughter as Miles was shown the doggie outfit he would wear for the first time. Miles now clung to the whipping post as though it wer... a safe haven; he guessed at the humiliation he would be put through, as Maria displayed the outfit on the lawn and smiled up at him."You'll make a splendid doggie for the ladies at the club; you'll do just as they command and enjoy being dominated by some very ordinary women who have been strong enough to realise their assertiveness. It will be. On Karen's big screen TV, the actor was furiously fucking the actress missionary style. Karen was lying on her back, one hand was squeezing and kneading one of her big creamy breasts. The other hand was stroking her big swollen mound and massaging very close to her fully aroused clit. I couldn't watch any longer, my cock was throbbing and I wanted Karen immediately.I ducked back down silently and looked at the window screen illuminated from the flickering big screen. The screen was not. The parade of well-wishers was endless. People I didn't even know paid their respects and by time the funeral was over I was exhausted. I was given two weeks off of work for bereavement and told that I could have as long as I needed because they were holding my job for me.The evening after the funeral I realized I didn't want to live in Aunt Tori's house any longer. I went to stay in a motel a few miles from work. I had all of the money I'd saved so I wasn't going to bankrupt myself by using a. “I know it aches when I rub it,” she continued, “But it can be even worse when I don’t,” her hands moved from my cock to the inside of my thighs, her fingernails tracing along the insides, right up to my cock, where she stopped. She touched my stomach, massaged my balls, and played with my pubic hair, while my cock bobbed up and down, twitching, needing to be touched again.“Can you please rub it again?” I asked, feeling somewhat humbled. Again, she refrained from speaking, just biting her lip.