She will fight cumming because I am here, but I want to see her struggle!" he said quietly, so Bella wouldn't hear him.Pete grinned wickedly. "Sure th...ng!" he said.Bella came back in a couple minutes later. "Did you find something you liked?" Mark asked her."Oh yes, Master! There are a lot of very pretty things here!" she said excitedly."That's good, you can show me a few things when we are ready to leave. I want you to have rings in your nipples and a ring in your hood, but I will let you pick. ..a thing, except I desperately longed for my owner to return...tofind another use for me, to be with her....to worship her. Unlike the mopI was cold, unlike the broom my discomfort grew as each minute passed.Unlike the rake, this turned me on. Soft slippery hand, stroking. Please.Brown muscular sweaty ass in my face, the sound of grunts as he cums deepinside my wife. The musky smell. Her perfume. God I desperately need tocum SO FUCKING BAD. If I kiss her shoes I might get to cum. Please. She smiled and winked at him. He reached down and rubbed his crotch as he winked back, not recognize the 17 year old girl he had drugged and raped two years ago. As the music ran down he clapped and obscenely licked his lips as she left the stage. Backstage, as Sharon slowly dressed, a feeling of calm resolve flooding over her. Borrowing a black feathered boa from Dena’s locker, she went onto the floor, and headed strait for her prey. ‘Hey, Daddy,’ she cooed, coming up behind him and wrapping. The dressing room was quite spacious, about 10 by 10, with a bench on one side, so there was plenty of room for her to undress.Which she was doing. Right behind me. This boner was not going away. Out of the frying pan, into the fire. I had no idea what I was going to do when she next asked me for my opinion. A friend of mine had told me once that flexing your thighs helped get rid of boners: something about circulation. So there I stood, frenzily clenching and unclenching my thighs and trying.