See, you can see my master there. He can wait a few moments, it only makes it better. What? Wow, you don’t have to be so judgmental. You have no id...a who I am or what happens here. I mean, let’s not forget, a few seconds ago, you said you were a little intimidated by…all of this. Here, let’s see if I can’t put some things in perspective, help you to understand what you are about to watch or witness or whatever you want to call it. I was seventeen when I gave my first blowjob. He parked the. " I said, allowing my hips to sway a little more temptingly than usual as I went to grab a pot and put it on the stove. As I measured the mix and the final ingredients into the pot, I became aware that I was being watched... and that the potatoes were again being neglected. "Chop and peel those potatoes, young man, or you get no dessert." I teased, shaking my spoon at him. Pouting again, he finally gave in and got the potatoes ready to boil. Forty minutes later, dinner was ready and on the. The second, nearly as strong, was his frustration and bitterness at the frailties of women around him, one who had hurt him deeply and recently, the wound showing fresh and pink in his mind. The dichotomy was almost too much for Galatea to bear. Nothing she had experienced so far had prepared her for contradiction, so she saw no contradiction. She ached to communicate with her creator and say, "Do not despair. I am here. And I am all that you seek." But, she could not speak, being marble and,. Sometime during his efforts, they had undoubtedly fallen. She couldn’t feel them anymore, they could be on the floor, or wrapped around her knees. Just after forcing her to bend over the sofa’s arm, she had felt a large amount of warm lube drop down onto the top of her ass. Most of it ran down between her cheeks, but some of it dripped down over the milky whiteness of her haunches. His hand had followed the lube, sliding down her crack. He tickled her asshole, forcing some of the lube inside..