I grew sick and tired of hearing about Cecil Mundy. How good old Cecil played. How I could never play that good… At the same time, I felt guilty as ...he dickens for resenting him, since he was away, over in the Pacific serving our country. The Return of Cecil Mundy Finally, World War II was over. All the guys were coming home. Every few days more Cousins, Uncles, and friends would come back to us. To say we were thrilled to see them, and them to see us, would have to be the all time under. She kind of was enjoying this humiliation and had fully submitted to all my nasty and dirty ideas yet to come in the night ahead.I pulled the leash on her neck and made her walk all across the room on her fours. I settled down on the couch, adjacent to the windows while this married dusky beauty was kneeling down like a bitch in front of me with her mangalsutra hanging on her neck.I then started rolling a joint while I asked her to remove my shoes without using her hands. I saw her struggling. If we have time to play, I'll suckhis cock for a while first. He gets very nervous when I get under him.Something to do with the master/dog roles, I assume. If I want his cock tostay hard I have to lay him on his back and then I can suck him for a longtime.Yesterday I tried something different. I got him hard and on his back.Then sucked him for a few minutes. Then let him get back up. At this pointhe is ready to mount. Instead of letting him mount, I reached under him andstroked his cock.. So, I’ll make me own way back to the island, if that’s all right.”“I can’t even be mad. It’s the smart play to make, and the knowledge that you make smart plays is why you were the only man for this job in the first place, Mander. And because I knew you’d get along with them, and that if you failed to protect me, you’d at least try to get THEM out of the situation safely with you first before you bailed on them. I’d be outrunning you to the island right now, if it wouldn’t leave my family.