I leaned over him and began kissing him again, but started unbuttoning his shirt. I had always wondered if his chest was hairy, and was happy to learn...it was, but not too much. I kissed his chest, his nipples, his stomach, and allowed my mouth to travel down to the fly of his jeans. I heard David mumble my name, as if to protest, but I ignored him. I unzipped his jeans and found his penis large and half erect. I began kissing and stroking the shaft, feeling it come alive in my hands. David. I slowly felt the cock swell and… I began to give head, then lick the bulbous head. My husband watched the scene, and took out a camera he had just borrowed. Some shots at me in my new tan doing a blow job, while the mechanic kept on asking what these photos were intended for. I had to take the penis out of my mouth to answer him: I'd masturbate watching me giving head. He stared at me, motionless with his cock deep into my mouth… while my husband took pictures. The mechanic's. “Nobody,” Jamie yelled back.Zin gave Jamie a look as Jamie’s mother replied, “It’s not nobody, dear. Someone is at the door. Who is it?”“Just Zin,” Jamie answered. “You know, a friend from school.”Jamie’s mother emerged from the kitchen. “Come on in, Zin. Have you eaten yet? Jamie, get her a plate and silverware.” She disappeared back into the kitchen.Jamie sighed but did as her mother asked. “C’mon in, Mom won’t be satisfied until you eat breakfast here.” She led Zin to the dining room and set. You're trussed up and I'm not. I make the rules, Gibbs. I decide what I do and when I do it. Your orders and affirmations mean nothing to me. Accept that I am in control tonight. Or don't accept. Doesn't really matter." He shrugged and Gibbs realized he was n a hell of a lot of trouble.The hand clenched him to the point of pain and yet he arched into it. Gibbs never would have imagined before but it seemed there was an untapped sub somewhere deep inside him."Like that, don't ya, Gibbs? You like.