In fact my heart pounded. New experiences do always seem all the more intense when I have to maintain the guise of authority at every turn. I handed...her pink scarf to her. “I'm going to take the gag off now, and we're going to the car. I'll have the lash. If you say a word, believe me I won't hesitate to beat the fuck out of you right there in the street with the neighbors watching. You're going to get in the back seat and lay down, and then I'm going to cuff and gag and blindfold you. The roughness of your cheek and chin against my soft skin thrills me and I greedily kiss your mouth and suck on your tongue until I push you back on the bed. I still don't dare open my eyes and I can't take my mouth off of yours, but I need to feel your bare skin against mine. As if by braille, my hands glide down your shirt, finding your buttons, clumsily undoing them one by one. I straddle your thigh as I try to remove your shirt, rocking the butt plug and rubbing my pussy against your leg.. As it turned out—the Bantamweight was one of the most anticipated fights of the tournament. We didn't know—but Johnny Truelove was returning for the third year in a row—still in Bantamweight. All eyes had been on Joey for some time—and we didn't even know. As Joey lit up like a Christmas tree and spun around to step off the scales---still buck naked, he point his finger at Johnny Truelove like fuckin Babe Ruth or something, lol. “Im coming for you mother-fucker” Cheers went up from the boys. Porn watcher that he was, he had seldom seen a guy who could compete with Bevan in the dick department. Shortly, the guys were seated with their cocks in hand, watching the show. Lloyd constantly glanced sideways, mesmerized by the dick next to him. A further turn-on for Lloyd, was the constant horny commentary that Bevan uttered while watching the movie. As Lloyd observed the incredible cunt-wrecker next to him, a tingle of excitement passed through his body as he imagined Bevan’s fat log.