Whatever you prefer she replies. I pick her up -- she puts her arms around my neck -- I carry her to the playroom. The playroom is ready. The bonda...e table is made up like a bed. A light is focused on ?the pole?. She drops her dress to the floor. She is wearing only her sandals and some jewelry. I gasp. In my overheated mind I ask myself briefly why had I been passing up this vision. Yes, I knew the answer. I was so much in love with my wife. I take her to the pole. Cuff yourself to. Meeting the angel of my dream did not rid me of them."After carefully wiping away his tears with the palms of his hands, he lay down on his side and tightly clasped his pillow to his chest. He moaned into the pillow as he remembered the dream."That poor boy!" His broken lament pierced the silence of the night.He was dirty, disheveled and stunk of blood, sweat and filth. His lank hair crawled with lice and the burlap rags he used as clothes, infested with fleas. His body bore a multitude of. He quickly took control managing to stuff it back in his pants.slidding it down his pants leg. I got up to get the door telling the guy that I didn't know what happened the last guy must have done it. I issued him a basket ball and left, the sargent was back at it under his desk letting his monster breath saying why did you ask if I ever got tired of getting off? I said I just wondered there seems to be a continus stream of milkers waiting to get some. He smiled said get some of what, I can't. Stallman, I didn't know you be coming today." I told her."Well considering the price I paid for your services, you'd better make me cum." She said, obviously flirting with me."Oh I don't think that will be a problem ma'am," I stated confidently. "By the way, is there a specific toy you'd like me to use?" I asked."Tiffany tells me you're the expert, so I've decided to let you choose. Oh you might want to keep in mind that you are dealing with a mature woman now, and not some little girl, so.