First, one hand wraps around my cock, then both. With that, she begins pumping up and down in an unmistakable milking motion. In my brief sexual caree..., I've been on the receiving end of my share of hand jobs. But nothing prepared me for this. There is something about kneeling in what is, in effect, a "missionary" position that amplifies every sensation. That coupled with Su-Yun's sublime control of her fingers, their pressure and speed of movement, makes this moment beyond anything in my. Grabbing the man’s hand in a joint lock, I twisted hard, applying more force than Levi would have approved of. While I’m sure it wasn’t actually audible, I thought I could almost hear the sound of the brittle bones in the man’s hand snapping as I twisted.Instead of going for a weapon, which he should have done, he had the normal human reaction, reaching for the cause of his pain, trying to get me to release. I was able to ignore that for a second and, thanks to my dropping into the flow, I was. It was wrapped so tightly in the full length leather cock sheath that it could barely move. The strap around his balls was so very snug that his milk was blocked and pressure was building. Oh, the sweet agony he felt. The pigtails on each side of his head shook with each deep pant he made. His panting grew louder and louder as he watched his uncle get closer and closer to delivering a special creamy gift to his sister. Hurry Up, he thought. Sami wanted his own very special present from. Then the one who appeared to be the leader spoke up.“Marshall, my friend George is in love with a slave girl named Anetta. He has tried to buy her from the mayor, but he refuses to sell her. If there is any way you could talk to the mayor, we would really appreciate it. We all have girls except George, and he will settle for no one else.”While he was talking, Rebeca had come back outside to say something.“Do you know a girl named Anetta?” I asked her.“Oh yes, my Master,” she replied, “she works.