My finger grew wet. Creamy milk beaded my digit, and I brought the succulent treat to my lips. My cheeks hallowed as I savored her treat. It was sweet...r than cow's milk, and my pussy grew wet as I stared at her dark-red nipple beading with more.I took her hand and led her to the bed, pushing her down on it. She trembled. “Are you sure you want this?” I asked, spreading her legs. Her pussy was adorned by a soft down of brown hair. “After today?”“He protected me,” Sarah whispered. “I need him to. My name is Rupert Winslow. I'm with the New Jersey Child Welfare Service." OK, come aboard Mr. Winslow." Tony felt an eerie calm wash over him as the man boarded the boat. "Have a seat sir, we'll talk out here. Can I get you something? Iced tea perhaps?"The man had a slight sheen on his forehead as if he was not used to even the exertion it took to walk the length of the dock. "Why thank you, it's quite warm today." Warm, Tony realized, was relative. It was only in the mid eighties. It was. A desire to pull out the 9 inch tool and suck it hard washed over the submissive Elf, a desire he fought. He was a bitch slut, destined to obey, and no one had told him to play with his master's dick. Groaning in anticipation, the Elf instead looked upwards to his captor,who laughed cruelly and shook his head no, eliciting a whimper from his fucktoy."No no no, you don't deserve this dick yet."Walking the pointy eared twink to the pillory, the Orc places his neck and arms into their places and. It s always a real treat if you haven't watched Merlin or his men do some magic. Missy isn't in town, so he won't have any of his mind games tonight. The place can get out of hand when he has both Missy and Mercy."The club manager was happy to see me, and said he would serve us when I finished performing for the diners. I looked at him funny, and asked, "Who said I was doing the dinner theater?" Pop said you'd do it tonight because his other man has a sore throat."Shit, I wasn't ready to do.