His favourite was ‘Ravel’s Bolero’ which he said they often listened to whilst making love because of its slow rhythmic build up to a wonderful ...limax. How right he was. Off went the lights to near total blackness. Up went the volume. No neighbours to worry about. Despite the aroma of pot, I could still appreciate Jayne’s perfume and moved closer to breathe it in. As I drew nearer, I felt her finger under my nose. I smelt it. It wasn’t perfume. It wasn’t drugs. It was pussy - her pussy juice.. "I've heard about him," she continued, "he's incredible apparently, got the gift of healing hands." Healing hands?" I said."Come on lets go and meet him," she said grabbing my elbow and dragging me across the room."Hi," she said, "I'm Jan and this is my room mate Wendy and she had this headache that just won't quit." Hi," he said his voice low and would have been sexy if I had been in the mood. "Do you want me to do something about it?" Yes please," said Jan before I could say no."Perhaps we. Theobedient slave started taking the fully erect cock into its lips first thendeeply into its mouth while its ass was burning with pain and its pussy burningwith desire. its nipples were painfully erect needing some soft touch orfondling but the only thing they got was hard twists from Master's hands thatone of them was stained in chili pepper paste and melting glycerin and soap. pamwas sobbing quietly as it indulged in sucking Master's beloved cock and againstits will its ass kept leaking. it. How about some help over here?Salesgirl: Just a minute.The bottle redhead was talking into a cell phone. Eddie waited a couple of more minutes then he decided, fuck it. He walked to the next aisle over and asked a man at least seventy for some help.Old Man: Sure, let me get someone in that department.Eddie: If you are going to call the redhead, don't bother. She is too busy on the phone with her boyfriend.Old Man: How about I get the department manager?Eddie: That would be fine.Five minutes.