I slid my hands about halfway towards the enflamed head and then gripping the shaft firmly, I slid them back down to the base. "Oh yeah," he said as h... leaned against the shower wall and adjusted his feet a little more to each side. With both hands wrapped around the base of his cock, I pulled it downwards away from his stomach. It was so much harder to do than I thought because the incredible power of his erection threatened to snap it right out of my gripping little hands. I kept one hand. ”She gulped.“But I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t because, apparently, I’m the only person in this whole damn city who thinks we don’t have to settle everything with violence.”“Um, is that a joke? You’re no pacifist!”“Never said I was a pacifist. Hell, I’m completely against pacifism. You think something’s worth having, you better be willing to fight for it.” Groaning, he sat down on the floor, a few crates against his back, and the area cleared of rat corpses. “And what I think is worth having, is what. .. erh ... augh ... oral experience.”“Well, don’t worry about that because there’s going to be so many masters wanting you to wrap those sex lips around their cocks, win or lose, you’ll soon be getting plenty of practice,” Willoughby promised amidst the howls of laughter from the audience.“Sounds like they are getting impatient so why don’t you get out of that slave costume and show us your hot body before you being your show?” Willoughby suggested.To the stomping of feet, hoots, and cat calls,. Thewaiter took their drink order and left. For several seconds silencestretched between the couple."We should probably visit your parents while we're in town," Bridget saidpicking up on an older argument.Kevin grunted and looked away at this."I'm not sure that I want to see my mother," he said."You can't hide from her forever," she replied."I'm not hiding," Kevin bristled. "She just never understood me. Shehad my future mapped out and couldn't accept that I didn't want to followin her.