A wonderfully long period of time passed, filled with caresses and kisses, and the feeling of my shrunken penis falling out of her, which for some rea...on made us look at each other and laugh. Her eyes darted over to the clock on the night stand.“Stay for dinner?” I asked hopefully. The look on her face was complex. The happiness and sated look faded into one of concern and perhaps even fear.“I have to get back home,” she said not meeting my eyes, “I normally get home from school soon.” I. Whether I was sat up, head propped against the headboard, as Veronica sat on my lap hardly moving at all as her mouth and tongue did the work. Whether playing with one of the three or four other positions we tried. Until finally we were done, only another less intense but equally special climax bonding us together as we finally drifted off to sleep.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~We didn’t get much sleep that Saturday morning, awoken by an excited and very happy. .." he hesitated, "Master for tonight.” “All right, Master," I answered. "My name is Bonnie and I’m here representing Walden, Inc." We stepped into the elevator. There were only the two of us in it. It had glass walls so we could see the whole city below us. I admired the view as he stepped behind me. I could feel the Doctor checking me out again. Then he reached out and pressed the STOP button. I turned around and found him facing me. “Who’s your Master for tonight?" he asked. “You’re my. I played those nerves like a skilled violinist stroking the strings with his bow–except my bow was my tongue: and I flicked and swirled and stroked it up and down and sideways and in spirals on that pleasure ridge. His moans were replaced by low grunts in between ever-increasing gasps of breath, and his pelvis started to rock slightly. I stroked a little faster as he breathed harder and moaned a bit louder, then I stopped, just holding his dick in my mouth. Panting, he caught his breath as I.