By midnight, when Belvin had left, poor Noble had gotten no booty, but the house was quite spotless, and as he'd watched Belvin's BMW tool out of the ...ul-de-sac, he'd miserably pumped his bulging purple organ, kneeling on the couch with his drawers still at his ankles...thinking of her heaving bosom and the swinging paddle.Now, Noble went over the living room carefully, making sure everything was in order. There was some comfort in the fact that Noble no longer had a five bedroom three bath. How it had been for her, how it compared to being with me, how much better his big cock felt.But as soon as the thought had come I found myself awash with guilt, that a moment like this when we’d just declared our love for each other, I should be thinking of this sweet woman as some kind of surrogate for my wife, some kind of link to Jill who was at this very moment on the other side of the country with her lover.Maybe another time, but not now, not at this special moment between us. Even a man. ‘Mouse…Mouse, wake up,’ he whispered softly and cupped his hand over her mouth. Her eyes flew open and her brow furrowed. ‘Someone’s here. We’ve got to get up. Nod if you understand.’ She nodded and started to slide off the bed, just as the glass from the bedroom window sprayed inward with a loud crash. Tom rolled and pressed himself tight to the floor. The Lycan planted himself in the middle of the bed as it collapsed beneath his weight, claws tearing at the sheets as he let out a fierce. "How about some belly button or pussy rings?" Cynthia continued. "Shall we go whole hog?"Somehow I talked her out of that but even so, a few minutes later we were both staring at the large metal hoops now passing through and hanging beneath our nipples. Then the manager talked us into changing our stud earrings for hoops as well and Cynthia got herself a nose ring to match the one Adam had bought me two weeks before. Everything was titanium, of course. I was just glad they were using the new.