Cuth was gone. Mike grinned down at me. He is so big. ‘Damndest girl for getting into jackpots.’ I looked at him through tears. He picked me up i... his arms as though I was a doll. He nodded good-naturedly at Dorinda. ‘Thanks, k**. You´re home free.’ I saw the tension leave her. She became beautiful. He would not whip her. He carried me to his office. I must stand before his desk. I did not mind. I had no wish to sit at just that moment. But my master sat, lounging comfortably and looking at. Don't even try to deny that you want it. I saw you jerk your cock to those vids. I heard you beg for it. I can see it in your eyes. Look at your cock for Christsakes! Its fucking throbbing."It was true. I looked down at my cock. It was still hard. Its mushroom head still glistening where the precum had dribbled out during my jack-off session.I was about to say something when, with one hand (he still had his phone in the other), he slid down his shorts with his underwear and stepped out of them.. In fact, you'd be surprised to learn, we make demons. Every day, on your way to work and someone cuts you off, whenever you get in an argument with your husband, whenever the thick emotions overcome you, a corresponding demon is born in astral space. Normally, they get overwhelmed shortly by the vastness of this space and die, just like the emotion subsides. Sometimes, though, the feeling lingers. Inconveniences turn to grudges, and these ephemeral motes become full-fledged motherfucking. We drove out to the interstate and had a real nice dinner at the Holiday Inn. The two of us reconnected right away just like the last ten years never happened. We was just talkin' and laughin' bout old times and such. I figured it'd be just like old times - we'd enjoy each other's company and then I'd go home and jerk-off. When we got back to her place, I sat down and relaxed on Dawn's big leather sofa while she excused herself to go change into somethin' more comfortable. Now this is real.